"Yes . . I know the terms, I’ll try to make it work. Bette’s not gonna like it though, you know that right?"

Damn right I won’t like it. I don’t even have to hear what’s going on to know I won’t like it

Bette squeezed Tina’s hand lovingly and waited as patiently as possible for Tina to get off the phone.

"Alright, I’ll call you in the morning . . . thanks, bye"

"So what happened?" Bette asked impatiently as Tina placed her phone down on the table.

Tina looked down at her lap for a second, letting out a deep sigh before looking back up at Bette. There was hesitance and fear in her eyes, she didn’t even know how to tell Bette.

"T? Baby, you’re scaring me. What happened?"

Tina suddenly had everyone’s attention at the table and she felt even more nervous than before. She was hoping things wouldn’t blow up more than she expected.

"According to Roger, I have a new choreographer for my next commercial"

She let the words linger for a few seconds, waiting for Bette to say something or even show emotion. Suddenly it all clicked, and Bette’s eyebrows scrunched together.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me"

Bette got up from her seat in frustration and placed her hands on her hips as she paced back and forth. Tina nervously watched from her seat, knowing that Bette wasn’t angry with her but at the situation. Even so, Tina wasn’t sure how to continue with the conversation.

"Thi-thi-this is ridiculous. How is this even possible?" Bette was so upset that she could barely get her words out. She continued to pace back and forth, not really talking to anyone but Tina chose to answer anyway.

"Roger said it happened the night of the Smash party, before we even got there. Apparently Sam was there to talk to him about the position"

Bette stopped dead in her tracks and turned to her girlfriend. She tried to control her rage, it wasn’t Tina’s fault but it was just so hard, "The Smash party? Tina that was months ago. Why the fuck did Roger wait this long before saying anything?"