"And the young gallery owner uncovers the more nefarious activities the English gentleman type and the global criminal network is involved with as she digs into his background," the last agent explained.

Tina put up her hand, "Wait … stop…stop."  She held her head.  "So about the only difference in our treatment is we have a wine merchant and they have a gallerist, correct?"

Mila interjected, "Well there are differences in how the plotline develops from that.  And how it ends.  Plus we have a love story, too."

Tina shook her head.  She looked at Mila and asked, "Which treatment came to light first?"

As Mila and the agents conferred, Tina blew her breath out as she considered the options. Her phone rang, "You have a phone call… you have a phone call…," Angelica’s voice sang out.

Tina tapped on the glass screen as she turned away from the others in the room,"Hi, Bette.  I can’t talk right now.  Things are going crazy here … oh, so you’re going to the Hunt Ball with them later?…  yeah, that ball gown is the only one in black-and-white that you have.  Look, I’m really sorry I can’t talk more.  I really have my hands full here.  I love you, too.  Just call me after … or I’ll call you, ok?

Tina clicked out then dropped her phone into her suit pocket.

She blew a breath out, "Ok, is there anyway we can get in touch with that anonymous caller?  Maybe we can reach some kind of arrangement with whomever owns the rights to the other treatment."

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Tina was soaking in the Jacuzzi, trying to ease the knots forming in her neck and shoulders, when a thought floated into her head.  It was times like these that she really missed Bette.  Hmm… she thought … maybe I should try to FaceTime with her, even just to see her face for a few minutes.

Tina sat up, and quickly wiped off the suds in her hands, and tapped out an iMessage. "Baby … hope you can facetime with me? Miss you"

She was about to put the phone down when a response came in, "Of course. Ringing you now."

A minute later her ringtone for FaceTime started. She tapped on the green "Accept" button, and saw Bette’s face.