“This is absurd, Alice! Please, remind me why I am your friend?”

            “Because I am cool, and funny, and…”

            “And an idiot!”

            “Well, thanks” the blonde commented.

            “How are we supposed to make it? She won’t fall for that, I am absolutely sure, she won’t! I can’t find a woman and pretend her to be my wife, let alone convince a child, and make them act like they are my family. This is fucking ridiculous” the brunette started pacing.

            “Oh come on, Bette! You can’t miss this occasion! We are talking about a lot of money. You know what it means. It means building bigger malls; bigger malls mean more clients; more clients mean more money”

            “Damn it!” the brunette approached the front door. “Listen, I need to go out and get some fresh air. I will be right back and will talk about that” she said, putting her coat on.

            The child kept chasing the little dog, and her mother followed her, “Angie! Angie stop!” she called for her, breathless. She kept running, until both of them found themselves in front of an augustly house. That was amazing. It was expensive even only dreaming about it, let alone being able to live in one of those. The door opened and the doggie quickly made its way inside the house. Angelica, without thinking twice entered the place, making the person who opened the door fall on the floor.

            “Angelica!” Tina called again, entering the house as well. “Angelica, what—” she stopped at the sight of what was happening right before her eyes. Laying on the floor, again, was Bette Porter.

            “What the hell is happening these days, people keep crashing against me!” the brunette stood up and lifted her eyes and found herself staring at the blonde. “You? Don’t tell me you did this, again”

            “Well, actually it has been this little girl” Alice interrupted. With her hands on the child’s shoulders. Angelica was holding the doggie.

            “He was scared and I needed to take care of him” the child coyly said.

            “But you still entered a stranger’s house, that’s not a good thing, little girl!” Tina admonished.

            “I am sorry, mommy” the girl looked down.