My name is Lucille. The man sat down heavily, crowding the girl's body against Mr. Munn. You call her Sukie like I said, he ordered. Now, Mr. Munn, the girl asked, leaning back so she could look up at him from under the brim of her large straw hat with its blue ribbons, do you see how he can make Sukie out of a name like Lucille?.
... meets Lucille Ball. ...