“Excuse me Helena what kale salad are you referring to, “Jenny says rudely interrupting.

“The one we had you taste test.”

“Oh yeah it was to do die for alright, if you were a freaking rabbit!”

“Jenny!”

“What? All I’m saying is it tasted like I rather be fat.”

“Jenny you said you enjoyed it!”

“I lied.”

“You, I blame you, “Alice says glaring at Kit.

“Okay, okay I see your point, “she says admitting it was a mistake inviting Jenny. They were all relieved when she left to use the bathroom including the pedicurist working on her feet.

“Hey, for Bettes gala are you guys bringing dates?”

“Well, with Tasha being in Virginia I’ll be attending solo.”

“What about you Helena?”

“I’m weighing my options, I want to support Bette, with some nice arm candy by my side, and room for dessert later on if you know what I mean.”

“Dessert for later?”

“Yes, I’m going through a little dry spell, “she says bashfully.

“A dry spell noooooooooooo, not you, “Kit says sarcastically.

“Yes Kit, ask me when was the last time I got laid?”

“So, when was the last time you got laid?”

“In the famous words of the late great Sophia Petrillo “Picture it Sicily 1932.” Her response caused both Kit and Alice to laugh out loud.

“Hahahahaha, okay….okay Golden Girl we get your point, but hey Al since you’re going alone and so am I we should be each other’s dates, “Kit says.

“I would love to be your date, “she says looking down at her phone, “Oh good grief I swear it’s always something!”

“Alice what’s wrong?”

“My producer just sent me a text there’s a mandatory meeting scheduled in 45 minutes and I have to be there Kim can you———-.”

“I’ll have you out of here in no time, “she says smiling looking up filing away at her nails.

Dana needed to clear her head and she did by so by doing the one thing that always helped her to relax, play tennis. Finding some tennis courts at a nearby park with her tennis racket hanging from her shoulders she finds an available court. Removing her racquet from her shoulder she begins her pre-workout stretching routine. Once she felt her muscles loosen up she programs the tennis ball machine to her speed of choice. Bending over she takes her stance awaiting the arrival of the first ball to come across the net. When it shot out of the machine swinging her racket she connects perfectly with the ball sending the ball soaring back across the net. With each ball she hit her aggression grew swinging her racket with all her might. The last ball that shot out of the machine Laras text lay vividly in her mind. She read the text over like 50 times and had to force herself to refrain from responding. She wanted nothing more than to forgive her wanting things to be like they were but she needed to convey her point to Lara things needed to change. There was no one else in the world who wanted to see her lifelong dream come true more than her but not if it came at the expense of their relationship. As her relationship woes continued to run rapid through her mind she paused for a moment thinking for the first time maybe she was the one being selfish. She knew Lara very well and knew she would never do anything intentionally to hurt her. But if she knew in her heart this to be true then why put Lara in a position where she felt she had to choose between her and her dream? Taking a small intermission, feeling a little remorseful she finds her phone and finally responds to her text.