I did a tour of "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes" which went to her hometown for a night, and she came to see it. The company manager acknowledged her from the stage after the curtain calls and had her take a bow; she then came up to meet with the cast, pose for pictures, chat, etc.--she was incredibly patient and seemed good-naturedly amused at all the fuss being made over her. Two special moments--after the walk-out music, as the orchestra was packing up, Jane and a female companion walked past the pit. The companion stopped for a moment to say something like, "You were all so wonderful" to the musicians--"Move it!", Jane growled, giving the woman a hearty shove.
Later, while the pictures were being taken, she directed the various shutterbugs not to photograph her from the knees down, because she was clad in a silver-trimmed, sky-blue pantsuit--and a pair of ratty sneakers. She explained, "I couldn't wear my high heels tonight, it was raining!"
Ya still got it, kid!
I ask in all honesty/What would life be?/Without a song and a dance, what are we?/So I say "Thank you for the music/For giving it to me."