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    completely incompatible

    They ride in complete silence. Bette was concentrated in finding a way to catch Patsy’s attention. She had few ideas in mind, but wasn’t sure how much Patsy cares about art. Soon they arrived at the parking lot and Bette secured the car. She let them inside and they were greeted by James, proudly standing at the entrance…

    “Hello Ms. Porter…” he said politely handing her a folder…”this is your mail for today…”

    Bette looked at him and frowns, then nods and thanked him…

    “Oh, By the way this is Patsy Kennard, Tina’s mother…” Bette said introducing them to each other…”This is James, my personal assistant…”

    “Hello James…”Patsy said and looked around…”nice sculptures…”

    James and Bette exchanges looks and Bette nods.

    “They are… aren’t they…it’s our new collection. The artist is new and it looks like very promising. Would you like to look around?”

    “Sure…” Patsy said

    “Then James will accompany in your tour, right James?” Bette said catching him off guard. He shrugged his shoulders.

    “Ok…but can I have a word with you first…” He took her upper arm and smiled apologizing…

    Few steps away…

    “What the hell is going on here…?!” James hissed throwing a fast glance at Patsy…

    “This woman hates me…” Bette whispered following James’s stare…

    “So… now she has to hate me too?” James said throwing another look…”I’m horrible taller, what if she asks me something specific…”

    “Improvise…”

    “It’s easy to be said…why you don’t improvise with her….”

    “Because she’s my girlfriend’s mother…” Bette took his tie…”Do it…”

    James could barely nods. He straight up and walked confidently to Patsy.

    “Let’s start form here…” He guides the woman, throwing a deadly stare at Bette…

    Bette went in her office and flopped down on her couch. Then her cell rang. She looked at the display and smiled it was Tina probably calling to see how the things were…

    “Hey baby…” Tina greeted her…”How are the things around you?”

    “You mean your mother?” Bette said chuckling…”She’s fine…somewhere around the gallery. James is giving her a private tour.”

    “Poor guy…she’s probably grilling him asking questions about you!”

    “Sure she has…”Bette paused for a moment…”I missed you last night…”

    “I missed you too…” Tina said with sight…” Maybe when everything gets back to normal we can spend some time alone…”

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