Bette spent two hours looking at Julie’s paintings and talking with the young artist. After all, if she was going to show some of her work in her gallery, she needed to know a bit more about her. Julie showed Bette her work in progress – a portrait of her naked girlfriend – and some of her older paintings. Bette was blown away by her talent.

«This is really exquisite», Bette told her as she gazed at «A night to remember», which showed two women undressing each other in a candle lit room.

«Thank you, I’m glad you like», Julie said, obviously thrilled by Bette’s comment. «I have another one which I’m sure you’ll love as well», the woman said, reaching for another painting. This one was even more breathtaking. «It is called «Moonlight for two» and it is probably one of my best», she explained. It showed a man and a woman making love under the moonlight. The expression on their faces was of pure love and Julie had captured that emotion really well. Bette’s eyes welled up with tears when she looked at it.

«Oh my God, there’s no words to…», she began, but she couldn’t finish her sentence. She felt Tina’s arms around her waist. «I love it…», she told Julie, squeezing Bette lovingly.

«If you like it so much, do you mind taking it with you and hang it in your gallery ? Then, if people like it, maybe we can do business», Julie offered.

«You would let me take this back home ? Are you sure?»

Julie laughed. «Bien sûr! You would do me a big favour. I’m not very known outside France and that would be a great opportunity to see what people think of my work in the United States»

«I’d like very much to have this beautiful painting in my gallery», Bette said, already wondering where she would put it.

«When are you leaving? I’ll wrap it for you and you can pick it up on your way to the airport», Julie told her.

«We’re staying three days in Paris. I decided to mix business with pleasure», she said, smiling at Tina.

«Great, I’ll have it ready by Friday then»

Bette and Tina left Julie’s studio and hailed a cab so they could go to the Louvre museum. Bette had already been there once, but it was a first for Tina. «Holy shit ! This is so beautiful!», she whispered in Bette’s ear as they made their way inside the museum. «It is, isn’t it?», Bette replied, wide eyed herself. She just loved coming here, to this place where art took all its significance, where she could turn around and see beauty all over.