1941: "We were at Marion Davies' beach house one day. I was with my husband, and Bette was with her mother. All was light and gay until Crawford swept into the party. You just couldn't miss her in those days. I loved to watch Joan putting on the dog. She was it, positively radiant and beautiful and all those adjectives wrapped into one. Bette was dour. When Joan glided towards us, Bette did a quick about-face and exited out the French doors to the beach". - Joan Blondell