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I suggested that we get away from the party and have dinner together. So we excused ourselves to our hostess and Verree ran upstairs to get her coat. By coincidence she and Florence Eldridge, Freddy March's wife, had coats that were almost duplicates. Verree got the wrong coat and didn't find it out until we were on our way. It was a size twelve; hers was a sixteen. Both of us" were uncomfortable all evening— I with my whiskers and she in a coat that was too small.
We went to the Colonial House, which was located between Sunset Boulevard and Holloway Drive. It was one of the best eating places in town, run by the Werthheimer brothers. The bar and dining room were downstairs; upstairs were roulette and dice tables.
In the bar we met Ginger Rogers with Lew Ayres, Gloria Swanson with Michael Farmer, and Tom Mix without his horse. Gloria suggested that we have dinner with her and Mike. I didn't know how to get out of it, so we made it a foursome. I decided that night at dinner that I was going to ask Verree to be the third Mrs. Menjou. And it turned out that that was one of the smartest decisions I have ever made.
We were married several months later at the Los Angeles City Hall. Ill never forget the hat Verree was wearing. It was a sort of black tarn with a bunch of flowers stuck on it. I thought it was terrible but I never told her till a year later.
"Why in the world didn't you tell me that day?" she asked.
"I was afraid to," I admitted. "I thought it might start an argument and you'd walk out on me."
A movie actor can never plan on a honeymoon. The studios won't let him have one. They may not give him a job for six months, but let him start on a honeymoon and they will chase him halfway around the world, track him down, and bring him back.
We had planned to spend our honeymoon in Yosemite, but we stopped first in San Francisco. In the middle of the night the telephone started ringing. It was my agent.