It had been a busy day for Bette Porter, besides the usual hectic-ness of her new show; her head felt like it was in a clamp. I dont give a damn what he says, that piece with be here by tomorrow. Yeah? Well if he wants this gallery to show any of his work again, he will comply. With that she slammed the receiver, will this day ever end?

Uh, Bette…

James had slipped in at the end of her conversation, only to see her instantly flip through the mounds of work on her desk, it was as if she was in her own little world. He braved speaking to her again, not too sure if he would live through the response.

Psst, Bette?

Her head snapped up at his voice, she gave a frazzled exhausted sigh as she reached out to the new stack of papers he was bringing to her. She sifted through them, nodding as he continued to map out her day.

Those just need your approval the rest are the revised layout design for the show. The movers and handlers are still a go and as far as I can see that is it. Oh, and the numbers you asked for.

With this she was relieved, at least some things were falling into place. Thank you James, I dont know what Id do without you sometimes. She smiled at him and held it for a moment too long, the phone was ringing again. Do me a favor, screen my calls today, I dont want to speak with anyone not directly related to this show, no press or personal calls, unless it is absolutely necessary, my head will explode. James nodded and shut the door quietly behind him.
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–I knew it from the moment I looked into your eyes, we were meant for one another, everything is just so…perfect.–

Who writes this…really where do they think they are going with this? She had read a million of these, love just doesnt come like that, it isnt that easy, it shouldnt be so by the book. Tina Kennard rolled her eyes again as she sipped her coffee, there was a stack of seven more of these since she got to work this morning. It never seemed to change for her, same story, different writer, same plot twist, love lost and friendships betrayed. Tragic deaths and shocking revelations, couldnt anyone write anything good anymore?

Gail, her assistant laughed at her, nothing like a hard critic this early in the morning. Ooh I dont know if it is all that bad, what did Eric say that swept you off your feet?

Tina chuckled again, thinking of her boyfriend, what did he say? All she knew was it started so fast, they met casually through some friends, went out a few times and ended up being together. It had been that way for months now, it just made sense to her and she really couldnt define it.

Probably the same thing, she said with a laugh. At that she got up and walked around her desk to stretch, she took in the view from her window and smiled. All things cant be bad if you can still stop to appreciate natures beauty, even if it was LA and traffic and flashy lights seemed to rule. Dont forget about you lunch meeting with Todd today. She instantly snapped back into reality at Gails voice.

*****! Curse the day…
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Things still werent looking up for Bette, her first time artists were getting scared and making all sorts of rash decisions about how their work. She took off her jacket as she continued to pace throughout her office, rubbing her temples as she spoke, Absolutely, everything is going along smooth and it will be great, just as we discussed before. There is no reason to be anxious, you are in good hands with me, trust me they wont know what hit them. She was very genuine and it was hard not to get sucked in with that kind of reassurance.

James frantically popped in again, Line 2, it is important!

Bette quickly said goodbye and switch over, Bette Porter.

Jesus God, what does a woman have to do to get to you? the voice on the line said.

Damnit Alice! I am swamped with work and cant seem to catch a break and you somehow managed to get through the line when I am waiting for other phone calls. Bette was furious, best friend or not, she knows better than to do this.

Settle down woman, you know I have it in with James, all this emergencies only *****, do you really think I am dumb, she joked.

No but you will be dead if you dont tell me what you want.

What I want is to see you and so does every other woman in Los Angeles! Common Porter, Milk tonight right?

Bette laughed at her friends comment, I will see what I can do, bye Al.

You better show Port… Bette disconnected before Alice could finish her last remark.

What am I getting myself into? I am up to my ears in *****, the damn artists are driving my crazy and I havent seen my friends in two weeks. She huffed as she shuffled through her paperwork to find something for her next call.

Bette line 1! James called from the doorway.

She ignored him, knowing full well it was probably Alice again to yell about the abruptness of her hang-up. She continued shuffling and got very annoyed when James reminded her of it again.

James, I simply cannot be bothered with Alice right now, there is too much to do, just tell her Im sorry and I will see them all later. But he didnt move, No Bette, you dont understand, its not Alice, I really think you should take this call.

She looked at him confused as she cradled the receiver.

Bette Porter? the voice asked.

Yes she cleared her throat, Yes, this is Bette Porter.

Ms Porter, Im so sorry to have to tell you this but Rachel Lee committed suicide. She was found in her room by her housecleaner, from the looks of it, she did it late last night.

The womans voice was sifting through her, Rachel was a friend from college, and they had similar interests and took some of the same classes. Bette had moved to LA with hopes of opening her own gallery or starting in an established gallery. Rachel was a writer, whom from the last theyd spoke had her one of her stories in production at this very moment.

Maam, excuse me are you alright?

Bette snapped back to reality, Um, yes, what are the plans for the services?
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Midday and Tina still hadnt even shifted through all her manuscripts, for some reason the day was just dragging. Her meeting with the production manager Todd went as good as it could. He was searching for some creative input and ideas for the script she so highly pushed into his lap. They were beginning to setup locations for the film and he wanted her by his side for this one. Tina was all over the place with work. Whether it be scripts to read and being on site with production, she did what she could until it became too much, which was nice, because there was always some sort of available change.

All and all the day wasnt that bad, Monday was shaping up to be quite fast, she didnt need to get through everything today, she reminded herself to take it at a pace. As she stepped back into her office from lunch, she saw that she had three new messages, one was Eric and the other two were Todd. She found it odd, she just got done with Todd, there couldnt possibly be anything more to discuss.

Tina was annoyed as she had Gail get Todd on the phone; she took a drink from her water bottle as the call came through. She hit the speakerphone button and stared off into the glowing LA day.

Hello! Tina! Holy ***** Tina you cant believe what I just…

She interrupted him teasing, Todd, trust me I said I will help with production on this thing, just let me get back into the office first you know, one step at a time here.

She took another drink as he continues talking, NO TINA, its the Lee woman, shes dead! Tina about choked on her water, bringing her hand up to catch the drops. Her housecleaner found her this morning, she killed herself last night, holy ***** Tina what are we going to do?!

Tina stared blankly down at her desk with her shoulders in a slump. Months ago she met with the woman whose script she adored, they talked like old friends and Tina was eager to help her get her writing to the right group of people. She had personally saw this thing through, which is another reason she didnt mind so much that Todd was being anal about completely everything. ***** a week or so ago she talk to Rachel Lee and everything seemed all right.

Tina, I dont know if we fully secured rights on the script, I dont want to lose this just because the woman is, well, God Tina what are we going to do?

She finally spoke trying to sort out everything in her head, First things first Todd, we must pay out respects.