Bette was walking with Alice towards the office. Alice looked at the big bruise on Bette’s face. “Ouch” Alice said.

“Yeah” Bette mumbled.

“Hi, don’t feel bad. If I had a nickel for every time I got into a fight during a chick flick, whoo!” Alice said dryly.

“Uh huh, it really wasn’t that bad.” Bette said. Alice looked at her face again.

“Really?”

“No, I mean getting punched in the face sucked. But the getting taken care of after the punch part- that was nice” Bette said, smiling dreamily.

“Oh, the Florence Nightingale syndrome, right. Listen you want me to tape the game for you tonight?” Alice asked.

“No need my friend, I’ll be watching the Knicks from the comfort of my own home.” Bette said happily.

“How’d you swing that?”

“What’s good to grill?” Bette asked smugly.

“You’re making lamb!” Alice said excitedly her mouth watered from the thought. Bette was a shitty cook but she knew how to make lamb.

“A woman likes a girl who can cook” Bette said.

“Bring out the big guns, I like it. Save me some!”

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Tina was sitting at her desk with Dana and Jenny, she told them what happened yesterday and now their lunch arrived.

“Why do they always forget my bacon?” Tina said, looking at hamburger.

“I can’t believe you got that girl knocked out.” Dana said shaking her head.

“Only for a few seconds.” Tina defended. “She was the most adorable unconscious girl ever”

“Are you dating her or contemplating adoption?” Dana asked dryly.

Suddenly Lana’s head appeared from behind Tina’s desk. “Tina, I’m loving your notes on this piece.”

Tina was still chewing when she answered “Thank you Lana.”

“When are you seeing her again?” Lana asked.

“Tonight” Tina said her mouth full of food. “She’s invited me over for dinner.”

“Marvelous, I’ve got a good feeling about this one” Lana said and walked away.

“Thank you Lana” Tina yelled after her.

“I hate it when she pops her head in like that” Jenny said.

“I never noticed.” Tina said sarcastically.

“I heard that” Lana said her head popping again. “And Tina, tonight? Smaller bites.”