Flashes of the cameras, yelling reporters, cheering audiences, bright lights, and bumping runway music was prominent in the fashion show as girl after girl walked down the runway sporting Hugo’s best designs.

The audience was loving the theme of the every woman and they were being televised live by three different channels.

Richard Kennard was sitting with Mark, Shane, Alice, Dana, and Carmen in the front row watching their work in complete admiration.

Bette and Tina were far too nervous to sit down and enjoy the show and were running around like headless chickens making sure everything was perfect.

Bette was in process of quadruple checking the lights for the finale when her walkie talkie beeped. "Bette?"

Bette clicked the walkie talkie and said, "yes Tina?"

"We have a situation with Hugo back stage, I need you here stat," Tina said.

"On my way," Bette said giving a thumbs up to the electric boys and running to the back.

In the back it was a frenzy. Girls all over the place were crawling over each other to put on their next outfits and shoes while makeup and hair artists worked around their mess.

What was surprising to Bette was that they all worked together. It was just like the beauty pageant in Florida where there was no animosity or discrimination. Everybody was helping each other. Skinny girls helped zip up fat girl, tall girls helped short girls get their shoes from a too high shelf. Bette couldn’t help but smile.

She couldn’t smile for too long because Hugo swept in like drama queen wailing Bette’s name.

"Hugo what’s wrong?" Bette said.

"Look at this disaster!" Hugo shrieked grabbing Bette’s hand and pulling her towards his office. Laying on the couch was a very beautiful model with an obviously broken ankle. Tina was elevating her injured ankle and putting ice on it.

"My God, what happened?" Bette said stepping into the room.

"I was running late so I started running up the stairs and I guess I missed a step," the model explained with a grimace on her face.

"She can’t model like this! I’m ruined!" Hugo cried.

"Hugo stop being so melodramatic, we’ll figure something out," Tina said standing up.

The model grabbed Tina’s hand, "thanks for taking care of me Tina, maybe you can take care of me at my apartment like you did last time huh?"