Bette and Alice gave each other questioning looks as they observed Helena walking on the sidewalk like a paranoid schizophrenic.

Alice tried to lighten up the mood by saying, "ugh I can never drive here."

Helena whirled around her eyes wide in fear. "Why not?" Bette said, "there isn’t as much traffic as LA of New York."

"No it’s not the traffic, I just wouldn’t be able to drive on the wrong side of the car," Alice said.

"Yes you can!" Helena cried, "you can do anything!"

Alice was slightly taken aback. "Uh, okay if you say so."

"Hey look! A moped!" Bette said, "I bet you can drive that."

Helena turned and saw the moped approaching them, the person in the back loosely holding on to a large cup of Coca Cola. Helena lunged in front of Alice and covered her with her body yelling out, "No!"

Bette watched as the moped drove away and Helena stood holding a stunned Alice.

"Jesus honey, I know you like to hug me but that moped wasn’t even near me," Alice said laughing.

Helena backed away and gripped her hair in frustration.

"Helena are you sick?" Bette asked.

The sound of ice hitting the floor and Alice shouting out, "you gotta be fucking kidding me," made both women turn. The hobo who had just bumped into her spilled his stolen Coca Cola all over Alice’s pink shirt.

Helena’s anger spiked and she lunged after the man screaming, "watch where you’re going asshole!"

The hobo ran away in fear as Bette held Helena back. "Whoa Helena, it was an accident it’s not like he killed her."

"He might as well have!" Helena cried breaking into tears.

"Helena," Alice said hugging her, "I have time to change, it’s not a big deal."

"It is a big deal, all of this happened in my dream!" Helena cried, "this is not a dream, this is happening."

"Okay, okay, what happens next in your dream?" Alice said calmly.

"Bette and I walk to the office, and then when I check my watch it’s broken and stuck at eleven…" Helena trailed off. Eleven o’clock. Why eleven o’clock?

"I got an idea," Bette said, "let’s walk to the office. If by the time we get there the watch is broken, we’ll take the dream seriously okay?"

Helena nodded in agreement. "Let’s go," Alice said. The three of them walked in silence the rest of the way to the office.

"Alright let’s see," Bette said.

Helena took a deep breath then twisted her wrist. The watch was intact and it read 9:25. Her brow furrowed.

"See? It was a dream," Alice said, "I gotta go now. See you at seven." She kissed Helena’s lips then walked away.

"Just take a breather Helena," Bette said, "I’ll cover your meetings."

"Bette," Helena said.

Bette turned and looked at her.

"You and I have been best friends for 15 years," Helena said. "We’re like sisters."

"Yeah we are," Bette said.

"You know when I’m lying and when I’m telling the truth," Helena said.

"Yes, I do."

"Look into my eyes and determine it now," Helena said. "This dream is real. It was a premonition of some sort. The concert will go great and afterwards Alice and I will fight and she will get in that taxi. And then she will get hit by a drunk driver and killed on the scene. It will destroy me and it will destroy Tina."

Bette’s face contorted in worry at the mention of pain coming to her beloved. "You are telling the truth," Bette said in shock.

"I’m trying to change everything, but it’s all coming true, I can’t change it!" Helena said desperately.

"Yes you can Helena, just keep trying," Bette said.

"Bette, I can’t change destiny," Helena said breaking into tears, "I’m going to lose my Alice tonight."

"No, you can change it Helena!" Bette insisted as tears rushed to her eyes.

"No I can’t," Helena said, "but I can give Alice the best last day of her life ever and I want you and Tina to be a part of it."