Tina (leaned in to ask): I’m sorry, but I have this strange feeling I’ve met you somewhere, you look awfully familiar. 

Bette: If I met you, I’m sure there is no possible way I’d forget.

Tina contemplated for some moments.  Her eyes widened and grew bright as she thought aloud.

Tina: I bumped into you at Eugenes while you were on your way out, there’s no way I could forget how you smelled I mean, scent is said to be the strongest form of memory.

Bette: I can’t believe it you’re the voice? You’re my.

Bette couldn’t finish her sentence, but knew right away.  This is why I feel like I know her. She’s the woman who’s stolen so many wonderful nights from me; she’s the woman who speaks so well, who feels so good, the woman of my dreams.

Tina: I’m yours

Bette: What?

Tina: You just said I’m your something.

Ding Ding Ding

Just then, Thomas rose from his seat and called for attention.

Thomas: Ladies and gentlemen, I would just like to propose a toast to our new friends at Disney.  I’m sure with everyone’s hard work, we can make this project a success and not only build a great artistic franchise, but hopefully build some wonderful relationships in the process.

Everyone cheered as Bette and Tina looked at each other.  Bette hoped beyond hope that she could help build those relationships, especially with Tina.

James: Tina!!! (looking around) Tina!!! Oh, here you are, I’ve been looking for you sweetie. It’s getting late babe, we need to get back to the hotel; my flight leaves at 8am tomorrow.

Tina looking a little annoyed at the interruption: Hey uh honey, I didn’t see you come in, Bette Porter this is my boyfriend James. 

James: It’s nice to meet you Bette, I’m sorry to meet and run, but we’ve got to get going.

Tina: Bette, it was really, (leaning in closer) really, wonderful meeting you.  I’ll see you at the office tomorrow.

Bette sat dumbfounded.  Was that her boyfriend, like my male friend James or the straight, hetero I’m sleeping with him, James?  Bette wondered if the signals Tina sent her way the entire night were real or just in her mind. 

Thomas: Wow, can you believe the hottie you get to work with, you lucky dog you? I’m stuck with that guy. (Thomas pointed to a balding middle-aged man, who raised his glass and seemed a little drunk; he then took a closer look at Bette) Hey what’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy to get that kind of eye candy for the next few months.

Bette presented her best-crooked smile and scrunched her forehead in thought: I dunno, she seemed I dunno. I thought she might’ve been interested in me, but then comes James her boyfriend. So I guess I got the wrong message or some blurry feedback.

Thomas: Hmm, well maybe you shouldn’t think so much Bette Porter. You’re a smart girl, I’m sure that you’re more than capable of avoiding mixed signals.  If that girl was sending you clues that she was interested, it’s probably because she was interested.  Now now, lets get you home, you have a big day ahead of you and you look like *****.

Thomas escorted a very confused Bette Porter out to her car and sent her on her way.  Bette felt a roller coaster of emotions.  She didn’t know what to think.  Maybe Tina was straight, but how does that explain their connection.  All she knew was that Tina Kennard was no longer a woman of her dreams, but the woman of her reality and she was going to do everything in her power to make that reality a part of her life.