Bette was in her office, dealing with paper work that she had forgotten to finish the evening before. There were folders, paper clips and other materials scattered all over her desk, even though she was usually a very tidy person. Suddenly, she heard her cell phone ring. She looked at it for a moment, feeling too mentally exhausted to keep up a conversation, but ultimately decides to answer it.

Bette: Hello?

Tina: Hi babe.

Bette: Listen, T, I am really busy at the moment. Do you think we could talk later? I have someone coming in for an appointment soon and I just don’t know how I’m going to sort through all of this work before then.

Tina: But this is important.

Bette: Is Angie okay? (Automatically snapping out of her state of ming, getting out  of her chair, ready to grab her coat and leave.)

Tina: I was talking about our … relationship … you know …

Bette: (Feeling slightly angered) I wish you wouldn’t scare me like that, T. And I don’t have the time (looks to her door) or the privacy to do this over the phone right now.

Tina: I don’t wanna do this over the phone. (Emphasizing the last word.)

Bette: (Becoming confused) Wh-

     Before Bette can finish her sentence, there was a knock at the door.

Bette: Just a second, okay?

Tina: Sure.

Bette: (Looking to the door as she covers the phone) Come in! (Going back to the phone) T, I’ll call you back. Love you. Bye.

As Bette ends the call, she turns her attention to the door.

Bette: Sorry, I-

     Tina is standing in the door, still holding her cell phone in her hand. Her hair is a deep blonde, curly and glowing. She is smiling at Bette as she turns to close the door. Bette remains shocked in her chair, her eyes falling to Tina’s apparel. Tina was wearing a soft-flowing deep purple dress. The dress was made so that one strap rested on Tina’s shoulder, and the other was slung off of it. She also wore a complimentary belt at the waist and black heels. Bette’s jaw almost hit the floor as she took in the sight, trying not to be obvious as Tina turned back around.

Tina: Surprised?

Bette: Y-yeah … yeah. (Trying to shake off the stunned look on her face.)