Debbie Reynolds and Joan Crawford - from my book

Passing the commissary, she saw Debbie Reynolds.

Debbie greeted Joan, "Hi!  Nice day, huh?  Hey!  Wait a minute.  Hold on there.  I never noticed before.  Must be the light.  You have the most beautiful baby blue eyes.  I'd always thought they were brown.  The movies always made them look so dark.  Wow!"

Joan blew a kiss.  "Bless you.  And what cute sandals you have on."

"Thank you.  I got them in Texas while shopping with Mother."

At the sound of the word Texas, Joan felt dizzy.  "Oh. Texas."

"You okay?  You look a little pale.  Have you stopped by for some of Mayer's ole chicken soup?  They say the chickens still come from his ranch!"

"You been there?"

"No. I haven't seen it for myself.  It's just what they say."

Joan warned her, pointing to the commissary, "And from one friend to another, don't go in there either."

"It's fun to see all the stars chewing."

"It's full of germs," Joan warned. " Everybody with ringworm and gonorrhea sitting on the same seats.  And then you put food in your mouth?"  Joan put her hand up to block the harsh sun from her face.

Debbie chirped, "Did ya like Singing in the Rain?  Wasn't it nice to make a movie about the movies?"

Joan shook her head in angst.  "What a charming film about this town.  I fear people might believe it.  I sang the title song first in the movies - me and a hundred other contract players. Oh, those were the days.  When sound first came into movies, for real."

Debbie blurted, excited, "People like old things, like you - I mean, I didn't mean it like that.  I mean that you're such a star from the very beginning! The silent days!"  Debbie gestured wildly to the grounds around them, to the mountainous white steel soundstages and the two story balconied strips of offices and dressing rooms within the high white enclosure of the MGM walled city.

Joan regarded the sight.  "Yes, the MGM castle.  When you're in you're in. When you're out you're out.  When you're in you have the world.  When you're out you might as well be dumped dead in the desert. Just dumped."

Debbie smiled big. "We're in!  You and me both!"

"For now.  Bless you.  You're such a dear."  Joan stomped off, fuming, deciding not to eat anything no matter how hungry she felt.  "I'm not poor! I can eat and get as fat as I want, but I have a picture to make, goddamn it!  Will anyone appreciate my great sacrifice?  Will people realize how hungry I was to give them their plate full of glamour?"   She popped another diet pill. "I'm going to starve to death until I look as cute as Debbie Reynolds!"

Out together at some nighttime event