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    "Have you ever seen Tina take care of business? Well of course you didn’t. Let me just tell you… HOT!" Bette said lifting her eyebrows sticking another piece of lettuce in her mouth.

     

    Sam was getting angrier by the minute, "You could never please her!" She yelled.

     

    "PLEASE!" Bette said rolling her eyes, "First, I told you- I’m really good at bed. REALLY." Bette empathized lifting her eyebrows, "And just for your information I please her alright, I actually pleased her so much she couldn’t remember her own name last night." Bette said smugly. Sam lost it. She got up turning the table over.

     

    "I wasn’t finished with that!" Bette said angrily pointing at her salad and coffee. "God, what is it with people throwing tables around me… is it me?" She asked Sam seriously. Sam just looked at her as if she was insane. "I remember when girls wanted to throw me ON the table, but that was for a completely different reason." She mused.

     

    Sam lost it, she grabbed Bette’s hands trying to push her. Big mistake. Bette released herself from Sam’s grasp, grabbing Sam’s collar pushing her on the wall getting her face an inch from Sam’s.

     

     

     

     

     

    Tina was sitting in her office she got a text message, she read it then wanted to delete it when she saw two messages from Sam. ‘what the hell? I don’t remember that…’ She read them. ‘Weird’ she thought, then looked at her outgoing box only to see a message requesting Sam to meet her. "What the fuck??" Tina said out loud. Then suddenly she straighten in her chair "Bette!!" she said, running towards the door.

     

    "I’m leaving." She told her assistant.

     

    "You have a meeting…”

     

    "Cancel it!" Tina said running to her car.

     

     

     

     

    Bette was in Sam’s face, she had had enough. "Listen, and listen carefully because I’m only going to say this once" Bette said with vengeance in her voice. Sam was scared but she didn’t want Bette to know that.

     

    "If you won’t leave me alone I’ll sue for everything you got." Sam said her voice shaking.

     

    Bette pushed her back a little banging her against the wall "The dead don’t need money" was all she said. Sam’s eyes grew big.

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    1. Going Dean Porter or not she scared the dog crap out of Sam, Sam was worried that Tina would go home upset and she would be six foot under. Love this alpha Bette. thanks

    2. “I was so good T! I mean I was fucking Rocky, I was like a rock star! I was fucking Superman! I put Batman to shame! Wonder woman couldn’t hold a candle to me!” Bette gushed. “Ok, babe I get it.” “I was like Daredevil! I was Mystic!” => ROFLMAO! This is hilarious because I can’t reconcile this zany dialogue with Dean Porter’s personality and age as we know it. Totally incongruous and freakin’ funny! *snort* Thanks, GITP!:>

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