The Planet
Helena (writing out a few checks and looking over vouchers): There we go (hearing the bell’s on the door) hello…
Bette (looking at the clock 2 pm; the quietest time of the day here): Hey! Can a girl get some coffee or do I have to go down the street (teasing.)
Helena (playing along): Now why would you want to do that? Their coffee is bitter; their help not as young and voluptuous and most of all they don’t offer any personal service.
Bette (smiling): And what types of services do you offer?
Helena (getting up): Well for starters a good shoulder rub for all those tense muscles, great tasting coffee and someone to keep you company? 
Bette (laughing): And how much will this cost me?
Helena (pulling out a chair for her): For you gorgeous, nothing.
Bette (sitting down): Sold. Dam your boss must love you.
Helena (noticing the tired washed out appearance): Bette no joking around here but you seem exhausted, washed out. (Going to the counter and making Bette her coffee) is everything okay with you and Tina.
Bette (putting her head in her hands): Yeah. Things are good between Tina and I. Angie’s blossoming more every day and I got a lead on some properties….
Helena (setting Bette’s coffee down): Then what’s wrong?
Bette (softly): It’s Tina and the studio they’re running her ragged. She goes in before seven and comes home before 3am if she’s lucky.
Helena (wide eyed): Shit. Isn’t there some type of union or something or other?
Bette (shaking her head): Not for the producers or the directors.
Helena (slamming her hand on the table): Fuck. That’s bullshit. Bloody hell….
Bette (taking a deep breath): Thank the Gods I have Angie. Or else I would be going nuts.
Helena (thinking): It’ll work out Bette I promise you. It’ll work out.

Shaolin Studios
Tina (glancing over the budget for the next film): Not bad (she could actually work with this one without wanting to kill someone. Leaning forward on her desk she heard and knock and watched as Sam walked in) Sam: Hey I was asked to give this to you. (Dropping a thick folder on her desk.) you alright.
Tina (grabbing the folder): Thanks and yeah.
Sam (walking around the desk): You’ve got knots on knots Tina. Here (pushing her hair aside) let me work that out for you.
Tina (knowing this wasn’t a good idea): Sam it’s okay. Bette will take care of me later (that’s for sure I’m out of here at 11 pm no matter what.)
Sam (bending forward): Maybe Bette will but that will be in abut 10 hours, so relax and let me help you…
Adele (barging in): Tina I need your approval on this and Sam you’re supposed to be in lighting in ten minutes.  
Tina (standing up): First of all, don’t order my crew around. Second, you knock before you come in this office and third you can shove that approval….
Sally (through the intercom): Ms. Kennard, Bette and Angie are here to see you.
Tina (ignoring everyone else): Send them in (pausing) I do have an hour lunch and an hour dinner.
Adele (frustrated): There’s a meeting at six in conference room D.
Sam (smirking): Nice one. I’ll let you enjoy your family.
Tina (walking out the door and smiling at the sight in front of her, Angie was carrying something and Bette was holding her hand and walking proudly): I can’t think of any other way to brighten my day.
Angie (letting go of Bette’s hand): Momma look (handing her a small bag).
Tina (picking Angie up): Thank you pumpkin. (Looking at her lover who in truth was looking exhausted and washed out) hi baby. Thank you.
Bette (nodding and placing a firm and protective grip on Tina’s shoulder): Are you free?
Tina (smiling proudly): Always for my two favorite girls. Come on (walking into her office holding Angie.) Here you go (pulling out some toys for Angie) I’m going to order some cookie sand juice. Do you want coffee, a sandwich, me perhaps?
Bette (licking her lips): If our daughter wasn’t here you would be sprawled on your desk face down and…
Tina (placing a hand over Bette’s mouth): Don’t. Gods please, that image alone…
Bette (leaning closer to Tina’s ear): Made you cream your pants. Admit it you can’t go long without me either.
Angie (pulling out more of her toys): Momma look (showing them a puzzle.)
Tina (proudly): Let’s see if you can put that together Boo. I’m going to get some juice and cookies for you. How’s that?
Angie (looking up at her momma): Please…
Bette (laughing): She is so like you….
Tina (rolling her eyes): Whatever Ms. I have a panic attack if there is no ice cream in the house (walking out to get their snack.)