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The night before, Bette and Tina were laughing and dancing and competing against their friends in a dance-off at the Hit club, where Kit and Sonny hosted the Children, Youth, and Family Service Dance Marathon on behalf of the L.A. Gay and Lesbian Center.
The 12-hour marathon was a fund-raiser in which singles and couples competed in three categories; Best Dance, Most Money Raised, and Last Couple Standing. All the monies raised benefited LGBTQ homeless youth.
Bette was in an especially good mood and excited to relax and have a night out. She and Tina had been practicing their dance routine and were sure to be a shoe in for grand prize. She arrived at the event before Tina and was at the table registering for the dance contest when her neighbor Jenny Schecter approached reminding that she’d had a call from Jenny earlier that day.
“Jenny, hi. Sorry I forgot to call you back I had a major collector on the other line. I just got distracted.”
“Is Tina here?” Jenny asked appearing forlorn with long black hair hanging straight down her back, the bangs covering her eyes, and her black dress accentuating her pasty white complexion.
“No. She’s on her way. She just had a meeting.” Bette answered still a bit distracted. She had her bag hanging on her left shoulder, her suit jacket on her arm and garment bag in her right hand. She laid the garment bag on the table to free up a hand to sign the registration log. The hostess had one ear giving Bette instructions about the evening while Jenny was muttering something in the other.
“Can I, … can I.” Jenny stuttered. “I would like to talk to you in private please.”
“Sure.” Bette said smiling brightly and thanking the hostess as she was handed the contestant number that had to be pinned to their outfits so the judges could identify them during the various competitions.
She followed Jenny as she moved away to a quieter area of the room near the entrance. Jenny looked around to make sure no one was in earshot then she whispered, “did you tell her what happened?”