Bette entered the Planet and before she could see them, her friends called the woman and invited her to sit with them.
«Hello Porter! So, are you and Jodi still coming tonight, right?»
«Sure, Alice but I can’t stay here for too long, I have an early meeting tomorrow.»
«Boriiiiing!» Alice teased.
The brunette was about to argue that statement when her sister joined them. «Hello, baby sis»
«Hi, Kit!»
«How’s Tina?»
«Tina?» Bette was surprised, she didn’t know why her sister asked about her. It would have been less strange if she asked about Jodi.
At least, she was the one who was with her.
«Yes, Tina. I saw her this morning and she looked a bit worried about something.»
«Um, well, I have no idea. Maybe she’s stressed, you know. They’re starting the filming. It can be very stressful» she tried to act as much detached as she could. But, why was Tina worried? That’s the question that started to fill her mind at that moment. The dean was deeply absorbed in her own thoughts, and her friend noticed her.
«Okay, what’s wrong with you guys, this morning?» Alice asked puzzled.
This time the one that looked nervous and worried was Bette.
«Huh?»
«Yeah, now you are the one who’s acting strange»
«I am not acting strange»
«Yes, you are»
«What? I– No, it’s just… Something came up to my mind and I should really go. I forgot I had something to do. See you guys!»
Without letting them say anything, the brunette exited the bar.
The three of them looked at each other. Their mouths open.
«What the fuck?» Shane uttered.
«Those two have contracted the ‘stand up and run away without letting your friends talk’ virus» Alice added.
The only thing Kit did was to let out a huge sigh and then excused herself.
She left the bar and quickly approached the parking lot. And there she was, her sister. In the car, talking to herself. Just like Tina did a few minutes before.

«Bette!»
The brunette jumped, «Jesus! Kit, you scared me».
«Yeah, well. You’re scaring me too.»
«Scaring you, how?»
«I don’t know, it looks like you lost your mind. We were at the table, talking and suddenly you run away.»
«Come on, Kit. I told you I had something to do.»
«And why are you still here, then?» Kit frowned. «Talking to yourself»
«You know how I am. Sometime I talk to myself to organize my plans.»
«Yeah, right» she stared at her younger sister.
«Can I go now?»
«Sure…»
«Thanks!», Bette sighed and started her car.
Kit stood there, watching the car moving away. Letting out another sigh, she went back to the Planet to get things ready for the night.

Tina was in her office, reading some scripts when suddenly a sense of guilt covered her. And there was something else.
Bette. She cheated again.
Well, of course it wasn’t the same thing. There was history between them. But still, she cheated.
How was she supposed to trust her if she did the same thing that broke them up?
How was she supposed to come back with her, living with the constant fear of another betrayal?
What if she was going to do it again, with her, if they decided to start over?
And then, there’s was the guilt.
And the shame.
She became the third woman.
Like the one that caused their split-up.
Was this what she really wanted?
She was afraid Bette was going to change her mind, just like she did with the carpenter. Maybe Tina was her new ‘Candace’. Something that wasn’t too much important. Just some kind of an escape.
Her stream of thoughts was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the office door. It was her assistant: «Tina, Bette is on line one».
«What? Bette?»
«Yeah, she asked to talk to you. She says it’s important.»
What did Bette want? Tina was going to find out.
«Okay, thanks!

Please, shut the door.»
As her assistant closed the door, she answered the phone.
A strange sense of nausea hit her. Something told her it wasn’t a friendly call. «Hello?»
«Hi, Tina.»
‘Tina’. This wasn’t going to be good.
«Hi, Bette.» she mimicked her.
«Listen, I think we should meet and talk…»
Tina gulped. «Yeah… um, I think we should. Yeah»
«Okay, um… what if we meet at home, about six?»
«You mean, your house?»
Bette didn’t realized she used the word ‘home’. Something dictated by the habit. «Um, uh, yeah… I meant my house»
«Yeah, fine. I’ll see you at six, then.»
«Great, um… bye.»
«Bye.»

Tina’s body was crossed by a long shiver.
She knew something was going on, by listening to Bette’s sound of voice.
What that seemed to be right in the first place, at that very moment it seemed to be so fucking wrong.