Tina straightens slightly. “Dena… you can go.”

Dena blinks, then points toward Bette. “I was actually about to give Bette a tour of the lot…”

Tina chuckles, sliding her arm around Bette’s waist. “Bette’s been on the lot several times.”

Dena lifts her brows. “Yeah… from the executive point of view. She hasn’t seen it from the assistant and PA point of view; that’s a whole different place.”

Tina just stares at her for a beat. “…Go find something to do.”

Dena nods quickly. “Sure thing.” She then looks at Bette again. “You sure you don’t need anything?”

Bette gives her a polite smile. “No, I think I’m good.”

“Cool…” Dena says, and still doesn’t move.

Tina narrows her eyes slightly, watching her assistant stare at Bette like she’s a museum exhibit. She gives it a beat before she speaks. “…Goodbye, Dena.”

Dena snaps into motion. “Right, yep…bye.” She scurries off.

Tina watches her go, then shakes her head with a quiet laugh. “You and your Bette Porter aura are going to be responsible for someone losing their job, babe.”

Bette creases her brows. “What do you mean?”

Tina rolls her eyes, amused. “Never mind. Come on, I know a spot where we can eat.”

***

Tina leads Bette across the lot to a tucked-away courtyard, sunlit, quiet, with a few scattered tables and just enough privacy.

They settle in, and Bette unbuttons her suit jacket and leans back in her chair, watching as Tina unwraps the burger like it’s something sacred.

Tina takes her first bite and immediately lets out a soft, satisfied moan, doing a small shoulder shimmy.

Bette smirks. “It always fascinates me watching you eat a cheeseburger, baby.”

Tina points at her with her index finger, still chewing. “A good cheeseburger. All burgers don’t do it for me.”

Bette laughs and reaches over, stealing one of her fries.

Tina eyes her but lets it go. “How did Mickey’s interview go?”

Bette nods. “I think it went well. He seemed to like it…” She pauses slightly. “But I think Michelle is going to push back. Just to be difficult.”