“Look, I don’t need to hear you talking about my future wife like that. We’re getting married this weekend. Deal with it! You’re more than welcome to come to our wedding, but if you decide not to. That’s fine.” Bette bolted out the coffee shop, before anyone else could say anything.

“What just happened?”

“I don’t know, Kit, but Porter is getting married in five days!”

“Wait. Which one is Evie?” Dana questioned.

“The blonde one who looks like….” Alice leaned in and whispered to Dana. “Tina.”

In Bette’s Car.

-“Hello, Mrs. Evie Joyce Porter.” She smiled.

“I love the sound of that. So did you tell them?”

-“Yes, I told them, and they’re very excited for us.” Bette lied.

“That’s wonderful!”

-“I know.”

“My boss is coming. I have to get back to work. I’ll call you back.”

-“Okay, I’ll talk to you later.” Bette ended the call.

Back at The Planet.

“We have to do something! We can’t let Porter go through with this.”

“What can we do, Al?”

“I don’t know, Dane, but we can’t let her marry that chick. She’s trouble, I can feel it.”

“My sister is stubborn. She won’t turn back, once she made up her mind.”

The three women pondered on what they can do to help Bette, but no one could come up with a solution, until Shane said, “Tina.”

Boston Common.

5:48pm.  

“It’s beautiful, today.”

“It’s beautiful everyday with you here beside me, Tina.”  

Tina smiled. “You should sell them.”

“Sell what?”

“Your words, they’re sugar.”

“My sweetness only pours out when I’m with you.”

“Why are you so good to me?”

“Because I love you, Tina.”

T-mobile jingle interrupted the lovers’ conversation. “Sorry, I have to take this call, babe.” Tina got up from the bench and walked far enough so that her girlfriend couldn’t hear her. A few minutes later, she came back, “Ro, I have to go to California.”