“Shane! Wait! We’re sorry. We didn’t mean anything by it, really!” Tina said somewhat desperately. Shane turned around smoothly.

“What? Oh, it’s cool. I’m over it. But I have a client so i’ll see you kids later.” with that she swept out the door.

“You really think she’s over it?” Dana inquired.

“Hard to tell.” Tina replied thoughtfully.

meanwhile at the CAC…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Bette sat at her desk, which was almost entirely covered in papers and she attempted to delve into them. Her efforts were brought to a stop when James knocked at her office door.

“Yes?” Bette answered slighlty distracted.

“There’s a call for you on line 2.” James stated.

“Who is it?” Bette asked

“Uh..” James said glancing at the note he had scribbled. “Shane McCutcheon?” Bette was slightly alarmed. Shane had never called her at the office. She didn’t even know that Shane had the number here.

“Thanks.” Bette said quietly and James left her office. With a little apprehension, Bette picked up the phone and gently pressed the button for line two. “Hello?” Bette said nervously.

“Hey Bette, it’s Shane.”

“Oh, hi.” Bette said as if having no prior knowledge to who her caller was.

“Listen, I think we need to talk.” Shane continued.

“Ok, well i’m actually kind of busy right now…” Bette replied.

“Well, I didn’t mean right now. Will you be home later tonight?” Shane asked.

“Yes. I should be home around seven or so.”

“Is there a particular time?” Shane inquired.

“Um no. Whenever you like.” Bette divulged.

“Ok I guess i’ll see you around eight then. Thanks. Bye”

“Bye Shane.” said a slighlty confused Bette. Bette found the conversation a little odd. Then there was another knock at the door. Shortly thereafter a blonde head poked into the office.

“Tina.” Bette smiled warmly.

“Hey babe. Just thought we could have lunch.” She produced a paper bag from behind the door.

“That sounds great. Thanks. Let me just clear some of this away.” Bette said while picking up large stacks of paper at a time and placing them by the side of her desk. They sat eating their salads and Bette proceeded to tell Tina about the quick, odd, conversation she had just shared with Shane. Tina stopped mid bite. Bette noticed and asked what was wrong.