“Oh, come on, Nancy. How many chances do you get to meet real stars?”

“Well, it would be kind of interesting to see how a television show is put together—”

“Interesting?” Bess cried. “It’ll be fantastic! I’ll die if we don’t go!”

“Then I guess I can’t say no, can I?” She turned to her aunt. “Okay, you can tell your neighbor we’re on.”

“Great,” said Eloise. “Mattie said you could show up at the studio around ten.”

“All right!” Bess exclaimed, her light blue eyes dancing. “Now, I’ve just got to decide what to wear tomorrow.”

“I’d rather check out that snack you were talking about, Aunt Eloise.”

“Wait a minute!” cried Bess. “I’m coming, I’m coming. I’ll pick out my clothes later.”

Nancy had to laugh. Bess was so excited. She just hoped that Mattie Jensen was as prone to exaggeration as Aunt Eloise had said she was. If so, how much of a mystery could there really be?

“Are you sure this skirt fits?” Bess asked. She and Nancy had just walked through the huge glass doors of Worldwide Broadcasting.

“You look fabulous,” Nancy assured her friend. All morning Bess had been fussing in front of the mirror, getting ready for their visit to the set of “Banner’s Dream.” And the results were definitely worth the work. In her soft suede skirt, tights, and ankle boots, Bess looked like a star herself.

“Okay, people,” a voice behind them shouted. “We go in here! Make sure your guest pass is visible.”

Nancy turned and saw a group of about thirty people push through the same glass doors she and Bess had just entered.

“It’s okay, Harry,” the tour guide in a navy blue uniform called to the security guard. “They’re with me.”

“Where you going? ‘Danner’s Dream’?” the guard asked.

“You guessed it,” replied the tour guide.

“It’s going to be a zoo in there today,” the guard muttered. “But whatever— Management must know what they’re doing. Take them into studio one, Joe.”