The Planet
Kit (sat; listening to her sister and Helena): So you two have come up with a way to do what…
Bette (sipping her coffee): Fire Adele and William, possibly Aron, but the logistics are left to Helena….
Helena (nodding): Just a few more pieces of the puzzle then bam (slamming both hands on the table.)
Kit (startling): Jennifer Elizabeth Porter, how could you….
Bette (confused): What? What are you calling me by my full name for and….
Helena (thinking): No, no nothing like that. Adele and William have a far worst fate coming to them.
Kit (grimacing): I’m going to have to have a charity banquet aren’t I? Because of your shenanigans, the both of you. Part of the funds will in no doubt be go to bailing your crazy asses out, the other will the medical bills you two will inc rue because Tina will kick both your asses especially after last night’s shenanigan’s (seeing them smirk.) What the hell did you two get into? (Seeing their twin evil grins) I swear LA is not ready for you two.  
Helena (nonchalantly): We are going to turn Weho on its ear.
Kit (groaned): We’re doomed….
Bette and Helena shrugged and tipped their coffee mugs together and Kit pressed her head on the table mumbling something about the inside of a jail cell never seeing the light of day.

Interstate
Peggy sat in the back of the limo listening to her lawyer and making notes. She was headed down Sunset Boulevard noticing the area and how quiet it seemed. It would be perfect..  

Shaolin Studios
The small oak paneled conference room was in various states of chaos, caterers carrying in trays laded heavily with food. Two coffee pots brewed in the corner as another caterer set up various juices and juice glasses.
Sara (head of accounting and budgeting was talking on the phone and giving someone a description of their job): I don’t care how you get it here. You get it here by noon or you’ll be speaking to Ms. Kennard.
Adele and William were sitting down and looking over several scripts while Aron made corrections.
Tina (walking in): Morning (setting her briefcase and coffee down.) We have Renee O Connor signed on for that film on the Amazons and possibly Kate Beckingsdale. We’re in negotiations now.
Adele (sliding the scripts over): It’s onto our next project. Our distributors and test market are biting at the bit.
William (noticing what looked like a bruise on Tina’s neck): And as Executive Producer it is your job to ensure we get two pictures in the works by mid afternoon. You left early last night (rubbing her neck conspicuously) any reason (smirking?)
Tina (knowing his angle): Personal reasons.
Adele (taunting): She must be good to put your career at risk…
Tina (standing up): My personal life is of no concern. I do what I was hired to do.  
Aron (raising his hands): Alright let’s see what we can do here.
Sara (coming in): Revised budget on all three films and Ann is on her way down. Sam’s staying as our DP.
Tina (pulling out her laptop and notepad): Then let’s see if we can get this wrapped up by noon (glancing at her watch which read 745. She missed Bette and Angie already.)