Heres the wine I promised. Have a glass?

Please. Jenny watched closely as Bette picked up a crystal glass, filling it to the brim. Are you trying to get me drunk?

Not entirely.

Not entirely? Well, I think you should have to drink as much as I do. Its only fair.

Yes, that would only be fair. Bette poured herself a large glass of merlot.

Did you want to take a shower?

Yes, please! Jenny felt filthy in her work clothes.
Bette led her to the shower, handed her a pair of towels and turned on the water. There you go. Enjoy.

Jenny felt much better. She let down her hair from the towel it had been wrapped in, and began to comb through it with her fingers.

So, how has work been going? Jenny sipped her giant cup of wine. The glass was too big for her hand, and made her look even smaller.

Works great, weve had a few new artists contract with us, but overall things have been pretty mellow. She sipped her wine, careful not to spill it.

Have you started planning for Tinas shower yet?

Bette pulled a list from her desk drawer. Yes, heres a list of the people Id like to invite, and some ideas for the food.

Jenny looked it over, nodding in approval. They moved to the couch, and began to discuss the details.

Shane paced the floor. She grabbed a beer from the fridge and took a swig. She slammed it to the table. Daniel Friedman, Shane thought. Where the ***** is Daniel Friedman hospital? She wished she knew her way around LA better. How was she going to find Case when she didnt even know how to get to the hospital? She grabbed a jacket and headed for the door. Shed stop at a gas station and ask for directions. Shane heard Cases voice ringing in her ears. I thought for sure hed hear me and take the bat out of my hand to beat me with. What if her dad was still alive? What if they contacted him and he wanted to take her home? She couldnt let that happen. She got into her blue Nissan 4X4 and spun out of the driveway.