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Bette arrived back at Alice’s apartment full of emotions. Her sadness upon discovering her her dear friend Peggy had cancer to her overwhelming frustration with Tina who wanted to play ‘dangle the carrot’ was too much to deal with at the moment.
She sighed as she walked into the door to a waiting Alice who was furiously typing on her laptop.
“Hey Bette!” Alice greeted not looking up from her laptop “How was the Doc?”
“I don‘t want to talk about it right now Al” Bette replied solemnly setting her purse and keys down on the table by the door before walking into the kitchen. She grabbed a beer out of the fridge twisting the cap off and tossing it in the trash.
Alice stopped typing and watched Bette walk out of the kitchen with beer in hand and sit down in the chair opposite from her.
Alice closed her laptop and sighed watching Bette stare off in thought as she steadily took sips of her beer.
“Ok” Alice simply replied not wanting to push Bette as she could tell her best friend was upset about something and the last thing she wanted to do was make her even more upset. She knew it had something to with the doctor but she would keep her nose out of it for once.
Alice got up from the sofa grabbing her laptop and walked over to Bette “I’m here if you want to talk ok..Goodnight” she says softly giving Bette a kiss on top of her head. She turns to walk toward her bedroom and was stopped by Bette’s voice. She turned to face her as she spoke
“We are going to the office in the morning Al…I’ve got furniture and supplies being delivered” Bette said dryly not acknowledging her as she continued to sip her beer. Alice sighed
“Alright” was all she said before retreating down the hall leaving Bette to her thoughts
Bette on the other hand was shocked Alice didn’t press her for information. She had prepared herself for an interrogation the CIA itself had probably never seen. But alas it never came and she was grateful to be able to sit and reflect in silence.
Her cat and mouse game with Tina, albeit frustrating, was minor to what she was feeling at the moment about Peggy. Peggy had been a rock for her after losing both parents to cancer 8 years ago only three months apart from each other. Her father Marvin had advanced prostate cancer and her mother Maxine was battling stage IV breast cancer. Peggy had been a close confidant of her father’s for years in business dealings and investments and she practically learned everything there was to know about investing from her father and from Peggy. Although she didn’t grow close with Peggy until she came to her to design her commercial offices upon recommendation from her father. She was fresh out of college and had just been hired on with Lewis and Fulton Architect firm in New York. Peggy came in insisting she have Bette lead the design and if she did not get her way she would take her money and her business elsewhere.