Cherie’s.

Shane ”NOOOOOOO!!!!  FUCK!!!!”
Upon realizing the news, Shane has collapsed to the floor.  Cherie has sobered up and her only concern now is the young lady whose heart she once broke and thus, breaking her own.  She sees a moment to make good on all the damage.  The time of partying and decadence is over.  She crouches down, running her hands through Shane’s hair.

Cherie ”Let me know what I can do for you.”

Shane ”…I just wanna go home.  Fuck…fuck!!!”

Cherie ”Okay.  …I’m gonna call you a cab.  And please call me.”

Shane’s tears overwhelm her ability to understand Cherie’s concern.

Jenny’s.

Carmen arrives and sees Lara seated on the steps of the front porch, her face in her hands.  Lara looks up and sees Carmen.  She knows.  They both know.  Lara stands and makes her way to a shaking Carmen as the two embrace in sorrow.

Timberland Motel.

The cellphone rings.  Bette can hear the vibrating of it and it manages to wake her, but thankfully not Angelica.  Once again, it is Joyce.  Bette answers, very annoyed.

Bette ”What.”

Joyce is no longer in her office, having left and returned home for the evening.  The news is on her television.

Joyce ”Bette!!!”

Bette ”…Do you have…to fucking yell.”

Joyce ”Okay…I should ask why and how, but never mind that.  Where are you?”

Bette ”I stopped for the evening.  Angelica and I decided to take a drive home instead.  …Tina hasn’t called you, has she?”

Joyce sighs.

Joyce ”Bette…you…haven’t had the news on by any chance, have you?”

Bette ”No.  Why?  Are we invading another country?  Did Tina promise to go batshit or something?”

Joyce is flabbergasted at Bette’s ignorance of the situation.

Joyce ”…Are you sitting down?”

Bette ”No, but I was sleeping until you decided to call me.  Again.”

Joyce ”Bette…something’s happened.”

Bette ”Yeah, I kinda got that from the previous messages, but Joyce…I’m not going to lose my family.  Either Tina and I can work this out somehow or-”

Joyce ”Bette!!!  Something has happened to Tina!  Something happened to…oh, man.  Bette…  The private jet…the one I was afraid you were on.  …It’s been…found just off the coast.”

Bette’s initial annoyance has now given way to sudden horror.  Her body involuntarily sits up in the bed, her eyes wide open.