Tina stopped for a moment and shook her head in disgust. “God Al, by filming him, even if you had never posted it, by just filming him you not only broke his and his boyfriend’s trust and privacy, but you broke the trust of the man who hosted the party. You signed a non-disclosure agreement…you’re fucking lucky you didn’t get sued!”

Tina again shook her head at her friend and then looked at Tasha. “Can you imagine what all the other closeted gays and lesbians that attended that party are going through right now? I have no doubt that they are all freaked out that maybe you filmed them too. They’re probably all panicking, wondering when the other shoe is going to drop and they’re going to see their face on the front page of The Enquirer! And that’s your fault Alice…yours. It was their trust you broke. It didn’t have anything to do with the crap he said on TV. And while we’re on the subject, I didn’t see any film posted to your blog with you and Tasha in it.”

Tina stopped and rubbed her face with both hands, her energy reserves getting low. “So, it’s okay to hurt other people’s careers as long as it helps yours or Tasha’s?” She asked wearily “Hypocrisy Alice…get use to the word.”

“Tina, I…” Alice tried again to defend herself.

“I’m not done Al. I’m not done because I want to know how you can sit here in front of our friends and call Bette a ginormous cheater when you were the one fucking Dana while she was engaged to Tonya?! Uh? Or doesn’t it count because you weren’t the one in the relationship, just the one participating in all the fun?”

Seeing the shock on Alice’s face didn’t surprise Tina. She knew her friend was in denial about her double standards, so at this point she just wanted to finish saying what she had to say and then go find Bette so she could feel her arms around her. “No answer to that? Yeah, that’s what I thought,” she said softly but firmly as she ran her fingers through her hair.

“You’re a fucking hypocrite Alice. Whatever this is you have against Bette needs to stop. Whatever you’re holding onto you need to let go.” Letting out a sigh, she continued. “You need to let it go, or let our friendship go because I for one am not going to put up with your shit anymore. It’s your choice.”