Harmony began to play with the strands of Bette’s hair.  Bette’s eyes were closed and it was evident that she was going to be asleep any minute now.  Until Harmony’s phone rang.

Harmony:  “Porter-Scott.”

Pause.

Harmony:  “What?  You’re kidding me.  I ordered those months ago….How much?  Bullshit!”

Bette’s eyes shot open as Harmony sat up and sat on the edge of the bed.

Harmony:  “I’ll call them now.  I won’t allow Jonathan to screw me on this just because I’m not personally handling the affair.  I’ll call you back.”

Bette:  “Everything ok?”

Harmony:  “No not at all.  The freakin’ ice sculptor that I have worked with for the past 3 years is trying to screw over my associate.  He didn’t order the sculptures, I did.  He’s trying to say they were rush order so they are gonna cost $500 extra.  Bull shit!  I’m already at budget.  I spent it to the dollar almost.  This is going to push me way over and frankly make me look bad!  Not to mention the vast empty spaces that are going to be left on the serving tables.  The party starts in 30 mins!”

Harmony stood now as she flipped open her cell once again and speed dialed the number.

Harmony:  “Jonathan please.”

Pause.

Harmony:  “Jonathan.  What the hell?   $500?…Hell no its not a rush order!  I called you 4 months ago….Since when is there a difference between me and another associate.  It’s the firms account not mines personally.   I don’t need any damn ice sculptors, frankly I feel they’re tacky…Well the fact still remains that we have a party in 25 minutes and your short on delivery.  We have a contract…Damn right I’ll make this a legal mater…That doesn’t matter!”

Right then Harmony bent over in pain.

Harmony:  “Ahhhh.”

Bette shot out of bed and over to her.

Bette:  “Babe what is it?”

Harmony:  “My stomach.”

She couldn’t stand on her feet as she leaned on Bette’s shoulder.

Bette snatched the cell out of Harmony’s hand as she sat her down.  Without even asking she found some shoes and a jacket for herself and Harmony and was ushering them both out the house.  Harmony continued to cringe in pain the whole ride to the hospital as Bette wove in and out of traffic.  They were soon at the emergency room and Harmony was being led inside.

Bette:  “We need a doctor!  She’s pregnant!”

Nurses were soon to the couple and putting Harmony in a wheel chair.  They rushed her towards 2 double doors.  They stopped Bette before she could enter.

Nurse:  “Ma’am we’ll come and speak to you as soon as we know what’s going on.”

Bette was left at the door feeling helpless as she turned and headed towards the waiting area.  As if on auto pilot she took out her cell and called Kit.

Kit:  “…the hospital?!  What’s wrong baby girl?”

Bette:  “I dunno.”

TBC