Proof that everyone in Hollywood isn't an asshole

My friend Ira Miller was a member of Second City in Chicago thirty years ago
when Bette Midler was still a struggling singer playing the bathhouses.
One day he invited her to his place to listen to his incredible collection of old 78s.
He put one on saying "Here's a song you should do."
It was Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy.

Bette loved it, recorded it, and it became her first hit single,
jump starting her career as the divine retro diva.

Ira moved to Hollywood.
Thirty years later he went to a Second City reunion at their club in Santa Monica.
Bette Midler was there. Though she hadn't seen him in thirty years, she went up to him
and said "Ira Miller, good to see you. I owe you a lot of money."
Ira laughed.

Bette wrote down her number on a program and said "Call me."

Ira called.   They arranged to have lunch the next week at the Hamburger Hamlet on Sunset.
At the lunch, Midler pulled out her checkbook and wrote him a check for $10,000.