Tina:  I’m sure they didn’t see anything that they haven’t seen before. At least they didn’t see the body that goes into that underwear. Don’t think about it sweetie. Everything is all right. Look at this sofa and these chairs. Gosh, I love it. So elegant.

Bette:  Looks like you. Nice color combinations. Jim did a really good job with this. I feel so good just being in this room. Feels like our very own oasis. Our very own retreat.

Tina:  This is our home within a home. Come on. You want to eat first or unpack?

Bette: Let’s unpack first. After we eat, I’ll be ready to lay down and nap. Are you happy with this room?

Tina:  I’m thrilled. It looks so much better than I ever imagined. It has such a feeling of calm and peace. But there is an energy about it that makes me feel…. Well, it feels like what it feels like when you wrap your arms around me. Safe, secure, wanted and loved.

Bette: Yeah, I feel that too. We just need a couple of pieces of art. They have to be the right pieces though. This room is our room. They will need to be something that reflects us.

They then went to the closet and quickly unpacked placing their dirty clothes in the laundry basket and stowing away the suitcases in the auxiliary closet. Bette took her brief case and set it in their private study. Tina did the same. She then opened it and got out her package of documents and matched it up to Bette’s packets. Bette then put them in an empty drawer along with the notes Tina and Bette had taken. Tina promised to transfer the tape interviews to another thumb drive and place in the drawer as well. They looked around and noticed there was a new sofa and chair in the room and an additional book case. Bette like the look of that as well.

Bette and Tina then grabbed their beer and their sack of bagels and lox and headed for the deck. Bette took the rod and cranked out the canvas shade as the sun was headed toward the Pacific Ocean and was almost directly overheard. Tina set out the food and they sat down on their sofa gilder and began to eat.