Sunset Boulevard
Bette (stepping around the corner): This was a video store before, right. That’s why there’s so many odd angles and walls.
Lara Dobbins (Realtor; she had to admit not only was Bette Porter beautiful but intelligent as well): Yes. (Walking over to her and pressing close.) I admit I’ve never met anyone quite like you, you know exactly what you want.
Bette (ignoring the obvious flirtation): I want this to be an art gallery. Area’s pretty safe so I could bring my daughter after school and the basement downstairs would be a great storage area as well as a workshop.  
Lara (touching Bette’s elbow and guiding her to the back of the space): This was the office (opening the door) large, airy and open. Perfect for your needs…
Peggy (wheeling herself in): Yes perfect. And I think that replicated Monet would look excellent by the window. And that sculpture of Athena in battle attire would be perfect in that corner.
Bette (surprise): Peggy, good morning.  
Peggy (smiling as the tall woman leaned down and kissed her): Hello darling. Will this work for you, the space, the location…
Bette (nodding): Yes and forgive my manners, Peggy Peabody this Lara Dobbins of Teck Realty.
Lara (shaking Peggy’s hand): Pleasure, Ms. Peabody.
Peggy (patting Bette’s hand): You heard the lady, let’s get this paperwork going. I have a conference at nine.
Bette(protesting): Peggy…
Peggy (smiling): Hush daring. I want to give you a congratulations present. (At Bette’s confused look) your with your soul mate. Call me sentimental in my old age but that makes this old woman very proud. And my daughter, couldn’t be happier with the business arrangements with your sister. (Pausing) now Ms. Dobbins, what do we need to do to get this woman a gallery?
Lara (pulling out a pile of papers): Well the usual first and last month, security, references and…

Shaolin Studios
Tina (rubbing her face): We could, unknowingly offend our audience if we use her. She’s never done any action sequences or any bit of woman to woman acting.
Adele (argumentatively): So, our ratings will hit the roof…
Tina (not backing down): No. As Executive Producer hiring her would be suicide to this film…
Helena (walking in): Yes and a gorgeous Executive Producer at that darling (leaning down and kissing Tina softly.) So what’s the matter here (picking up the scripts and looking them over?)
Aron (reaching for the intercom): I don’t know how you got past security but you’re leaving.
Helena (laughing): You’re telling me, that I’m leaving. (Tina groaned) imagine that telling a Peabody to leave.  
Tina (grabbing Helena’s arm): What are you doing? Are you feeling alright?
Helena (brushing back a lock of blond hair): I’ve never felt better. And oh, Bette said something about your ass but I wasn’t paying attention. (Softly; brushing her lips against Tina’s ear) trust me…
Tina (knowing the tall Brit was up to something, no good at that, and Bette was somehow involved was left with no choice; besides how much trouble could they get into): I do.
William (shaking his head): Who is this woman? How the hell did she get in here?
Helena (glaring at William): You really don’t want to know who I am and what I can do?
Four faces looked up at her like she had lost her mind, not realizing the trouble they were in.