“Hi, Kit.” Tina greeted, hoping that her voice didn’t sound too worried.

            “Hello, Tina. How’s baby girl?” Kit replied.

            “Angie’s fine. She’s watching cartoons and having breakfast. Have you seen Bette?”

            “Yeah. She was here a few hours ago, with Jenny. They said they were heading out to the beach to think and talk for a while. They swung by to get some breakfast.”

            “Kit, can you watch over Angie for a while?”

            “Is there a problem?”

            “No. I don’t think so.”

            “Okay. I’m gonna come and watch baby girl for you two lovebirds.” Kit said, letting out a small sigh. “I don’t know if I should worry you, but she and Jenny got a lot of liquor in that trunk of her car. I think my sister and your movie director are planning to get really wasted.”

            Bette placed a comforting arm around Jenny as they watched the waves come up and crash down, one after the other. The younger woman was still wearing the same clothes that she had on during the wrap party for Les Girls last night. Her mascara was botched, her face was tear-stained, and her eyes were puffy with crying for hours. There were a half a dozen beer bottles surrounding both of them as Bette bit into her chicken sandwich. She wasn’t as good as she thought she would be after the break-up with Jodi. Her face was also tear-stained, letting out all the tears that she had been meaning to cry out since that fateful night at the SheBar.

            Jenny Schecter knocked on her door at five in the morning, just as Bette was finishing off her first cup of coffee and the business section of the newspaper after her shower. She wasn’t surprised to see the former director on her porch, but was surprised that Jenny invited her, and didn’t ask for Tina. Bette gave her a cup of coffee as they started talking, and then decided that they should head on out to the beach. The two of them then stopped by a liquor shop and bought two cases of Budweisers, before they headed to the Planet and got themselves a breakfast.

            “I’m sorry I had to cash in on our newly formed friendship like this,” Jenny said, taking a healthy swig of her beer. Bette chuckled as they watched a big wave crash down and nearly touch their toes. She clinked her beer bottle with Jenny’s. “I just needed someone to talk to.”