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A few mornings later, Bette finds herself staring up at the ceiling after yet another a restless night. She rubs her face in frustration before she climbs out of bed.
After her shower, Bette is tying her robe when she walks into her kitchen. She takes a deep breath and stares daggers at Alice who’s standing over the stove cooking while doing her best rendition of the salsa while dancing to “Despacito”.
Bette: Alice, what the hell are you doing here?
Alice turns down the volume on her cell phone as she smiles at Bette.
Alice: Hey sleepy head……you got the bacon.
Bette rolls her eyes as she walks to her fridge.
Bette: Go buy your own bacon….
Alice giggles and continues to cook and dance.
Alice: Since when do we buy more than one pack of bacon at a time?
Bette pours herself a glass of juice just as Shane rounds the corner with a smile on her face.
Shane: Smells amazing in here…. forgot Bette has the bacon.
Bette: I’m taking my key back from you people.
Alice: Breakfast’s up in a minute ……where’s Dane?
Shane smiles as she sits down.
Shane: Caught our girl ushering some hot chick outta her place this morning.
Alice: Great, now even Dana’s getting laid before me? How depressing.
Shane laughs and then turns and looks at Bette who’s leaning against the counter nursing her juice like it’s a glass of the finest scotch.
Shane: What’s up with you this morning Bette?
Bette shrugs and shakes her head.
Alice: Well then sit your ass down and smile…. we have bacon damn it…you show it the respect it deserves.
Bette sits her glass on the counter.
Bette: I have to get ready for work.
Alice: Well you gotta eat.
Bette steals a strip of bacon from the plate Alice sits on the kitchen table.
Shane and Alice watch Bette leave.
Alice: Man, this opening has made her super cranky.
Bette Porter Gallery….
Later, Bette walks out of her office and is a little annoyed that she has to dodge busy bee workers moving from one side of her gallery to the other. She finally makes her way over to James, who’s watching over the men that’s handling the artwork for the opening.