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Tina paces her office fuming while awaiting Jenny Schecter’s arrival. She mutters away to herself angrily as she moves. A light knock is heard from her door. She takes a moment to compose herself before answering.
“Oh Tina! Hi! It’s been so long! I was so happy to get your call!”
Tina smiles tightly.
“Right, um… please come in.”
Tina turns and moves to sit behind her desk. Jenny follows, closing the door behind her, and sits in the chair opposite her.
“I’m so glad you called me! So, you read the script, right? What did you think?! I was so nervous sending it to you seeing how we left things so long ago, but ten years is a lot of water under the bridge.”
Tina rubs the back of her neck as her chest flushes red.
“Jenny, you faked your death in my pool, and then turned up 5 years later with Marina saying you had been with her traveling the world, before you both disappeared again. I’m not sure there’s a bridge high enough, or water deep enough, to overcome that.”
Jenny reaches across and pats Tina’s hand.
“I’m sorry for the trouble I’ve caused you – all of you – but I was so lost. Adele used William to sully my name, and what’s a writer with a tainted name?! I couldn’t find any inspiration for the longest time. I had to disappear from the world’s eyes and become an observer again, and now I’ve finally been able to put a script together and this will be my great comeback! How amazing will it be, we worked on ‘Lez Girls’ together and now, ten years later, we can work on ‘Lez Girls Deux’ together. It will be so fun!”
Tina sits stunned at the audacity and delusion of her former friend and neighbor. “Jenny, once again you’ve crept into our lives and tried to exploit it for fame and money. This time is worse though, this time there’s not even a semblance of reality to your work – Bette and I divorce! I leave Angie! I get engaged to someone else! Kit dies – from an overdose – and I don’t go to her funeral! What kind of bullshit is that? Imagine how Kit would feel reading that? She worked so hard to get into recovery, and she works hard every day to maintain it. How dare you reduce her to a statistic.”