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    The Primary… First Meeting

     

    Thomas: Yes, thank you Ms. Porter for returning my calls so promptly, you are, as they say, the avid workaholic.

     

    Bette: I’m sorry Thomas, I had to catch up with my work, and I promise I was just about to call you.

     

    Thomas couldn’t stay mad at Bette for more than 10 minutes, he treated Bette like his younger sister and always looked out for her.

     

    Thomas: Ahh its okay, but I have to tell you that in two weeks those partners you met in L.A. are coming to New York to talk about a production deal.  Apparently you impressed them so much that they decided to make you the head honcho on this merger.  What’d you do to get so much attention?

     

    Bette smirked and looked at Thomas with her enormous brown eyes: C’mon Thomas, I don’t reveal my secrets, but its not too hard to sway a couple of suits to see your vision, especially if those suits are three middle-aged men who spent more time looking at my legs than at my presentation.

     

    Thomas: Did any of them come on to you, I’ll scrap this whole deal if they even

     

    Bette: Calm down Thomas, they didn’t dare, I think your reputation for protecting your staff is legendary. Haha besides, I’m guessing my presentation had something to do with their decision, I mean it was quite impressive.

     

    Thomas: A little cocky aren’t we.

     

    Bette: Sorry I’m not into that

    Thomas smiled at his friend’s attempt to make a dirty joke

     

    Thomas: Okay Porter, whatever you say.  Some Disney reps are coming tomorrow to talk shop, so rest up and look over this report we’re going to present to them. Now, don’t worry I’ll have marketing take care of everything, you just have to sit here and look pretty

     

    Bette: Hey, I think I do a little more than look pretty

     

    Thomas: Well if you insist, you can

     

    Bette: No, no, you’re right, I should just rest up for tomorrow.

     

    Thomas: Good, then I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.

     

    As Thomas left, Bette felt a flood of relief that she would be able to leave work early.  She experienced another pang of exhaustion and looked forward to getting at least 8hours of sleep. Just then, the phone began to ring.

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