Bette: Hey Kit

Kit: Hey baby sis, what brings you by?

Bette: Nothing just wanted to see you that’s all.

Kit gave Bette a ”yeah right who you fooling” look.

Kit: uh huh, I know you baby sis so spill it…what’s on your mind.

Bette: Kit can we go to your office to talk for a minute?

Kit: Sure baby sis, go right on in and I will be in there shortly.

Bette: Ok

Bette walked to her sister’s office and took a seat on the couch. Five minutes later Kit came walking through the doors.

Kit: Now tell your sis, what woman has got you all discombobulated?

Bette: What makes you think I am confused about something?

Kit: I know that look, so what is it?

Bette: Well I meet someone about a month ago at the opening, her name is Tina Kennard, and well tonight we are having dinner at her house…

Kit: Okay so what’s the problem, you don’t want to go?

Bette: Of course I want to go, it’s just…well all day she has been leaving me these notes attached to a lily flower and…

Kit: You love Lily’s Bette, they’re your favorite.

Bette: I know Kit, the flowers aren’t the problem…the notes are.

Kit: What’s on the notes?

Bette began to blush, her cheeks turning an apple shade red.

Bette: They are about our first time.

Kit: So you already slept together and you’re mad because she is displaying that to the world on paper for everyone to see.

Bette: No we have not slept together Kit, and no I’m not mad because of what she’s writing on the notes.

Kit: Ok Bette you are making no sense here…what exactly is the problem?

Bette: Well the notes are left in places she couldn’t have known I was going to be at, and well it’s freaking me out a little bit…I mean what if she is some sort of crazy stalker or something.

Kit looked at Bette like ”could she be any more of an idiot”.

Kit: Bette in the month that you been talking to her, have you went into details about things you like or places you regular visit?

Bette: Yea some places but not in a way that someone would remember every word that I’ve said. Kit at some point of time she has been to Alexandre…I went to get a bottle of wine from him and afterwards he handed me another note, I mean not too many people know about him or his place, can you explain that?