Eva caught the nickel out of the air and had a closer look. That did, in fact, appear to be Orson Welles. She frowned at it, as if that would change what she was seeing.
"New Dietrich? Seriously?" She glanced up at Olivia and held the nickel out like it might bite her if she held onto it any longer.
"I'm not sure if I like the direction this is going in. There's a really good reason we left the 40s behind. I mean, it's really glamorized in old movies and stuff, but it wasn't exactly equal grounds for everyone." Eva didn't know how she felt about having to pretend to be dumb and pretty.