Sam Mullins

From the drag show, they went flamenco dancing.

From the drag show, they went flamenco dancing.

And then to a Moroccan place for last call. Where they wear these fez caps. All night, they painted the town red. It was two in the morning, but Lana and Dante felt like they were still just getting going. Before they carried on, though, Lana said that she wanted to change quickly at the hotel. And that also, she had a hankering for a sandwich.

And then to a Moroccan place for last call. Where they wear these fez caps. All night, they painted the town red. It was two in the morning, but Lana and Dante felt like they were still just getting going. Before they carried on, though, Lana said that she wanted to change quickly at the hotel. And that also, she had a hankering for a sandwich.

And this sandwich hankering would prove to be a pivotal, momentous sandwich hankering. One that all involved would ruminate on and talk about for the rest of their lives. Because when Lana voiced her hankering, Dante was like...

And this sandwich hankering would prove to be a pivotal, momentous sandwich hankering. One that all involved would ruminate on and talk about for the rest of their lives. Because when Lana voiced her hankering, Dante was like...

The event organizer had already volunteered to get the sandwiches himself, but Dante was insistent that he wanted to tag along in the limo. Maybe to pay for the food, Lana assumed. That's nice of him. But as Lana waved to her husband through the limo's back window, she had no way of knowing that this would be the last time she would ever see Ronald Dante.

The event organizer had already volunteered to get the sandwiches himself, but Dante was insistent that he wanted to tag along in the limo. Maybe to pay for the food, Lana assumed. That's nice of him. But as Lana waved to her husband through the limo's back window, she had no way of knowing that this would be the last time she would ever see Ronald Dante.

Up in their hotel room, Lana and Taylor, her assistant, were fixing another drink when the phone rang. Taylor picked up. The organizer who'd gone with Dante to pick up the sandwiches was calling from the lobby, and he said, "'He's gone.'" "'Who's gone?' asked Taylor." Down in the lobby, the organizer recounted the story. They were almost to the sandwich place, he said, when the limo stopped.

Up in their hotel room, Lana and Taylor, her assistant, were fixing another drink when the phone rang. Taylor picked up. The organizer who'd gone with Dante to pick up the sandwiches was calling from the lobby, and he said, "'He's gone.'" "'Who's gone?' asked Taylor." Down in the lobby, the organizer recounted the story. They were almost to the sandwich place, he said, when the limo stopped.

And then, without a word, Dante got out and just walked away. Taylor asked, where was he going? He didn't say anything. So Taylor goes upstairs and delicately breaks the news to Lana that her husband, the man they just spent a storybook night with, has disappeared.

And then, without a word, Dante got out and just walked away. Taylor asked, where was he going? He didn't say anything. So Taylor goes upstairs and delicately breaks the news to Lana that her husband, the man they just spent a storybook night with, has disappeared.

The truth about the relationship between Ronald Dante and Lana Turner was that Dante had no interest in building a life with her. He was getting stir-crazy with the pace of her life, the limos, the lackeys, the custom-made formal wear, the never-ending stream of invitations to dull industry events.

The truth about the relationship between Ronald Dante and Lana Turner was that Dante had no interest in building a life with her. He was getting stir-crazy with the pace of her life, the limos, the lackeys, the custom-made formal wear, the never-ending stream of invitations to dull industry events.

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