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Bette sat patiently as she waited for Tina to finish her phone call, reclining against the soft leather seats with a flute of champagne in hand.
It was the night of Tina’s wrap party for her latest movie and the studio spared no expense to show their appreciation for their favorite producer. Bette’s eyes roamed over the spacious interior of the limo, glad to know that all of Tina’s hard work was acknowledged. Tina deserved all this and so much more.
“Okay” The blonde breathed a sigh of relief on the line, holding onto her own flute of champagne which rested on her knee. “I left a note on the fridge with Bette’s number in case you can’t reach me for whatever reason … Great, I’ll see you soon. Thanks again, Lucy. Bye”
“Feel better?” Bette asked with a smile as she sipped the champagne from her glass.
“No” Tina chuckled with a roll of her eyes as she swirled the glass in her hand, swishing the champagne about. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It’s not like this is the first time Lucy has watched Angie”
Bette shrugged, a smile still present on her gorgeous face. “Well, she is a bit young”
Tina thought for a moment about the 17 year old that they had left in charge of Angie before shaking her head to dislodge any negativity, “That’s never been a problem before. Lucy is very responsible and she’s so good with Angie”
“That’s true and Angie absolutely loves her” Bette thought for a minute as she took another sip of champagne, “Do you think maybe it’s just all that stuff that happened with the restaurant last week? It was a little scary. I’m still a bit on edge myself to be honest”
Tina nodded as she replayed the events of her birthday dinner. The night had been so perfect up until someone decided to throw a beer bottle at one of the large windows, shattering it. Tina remembered the chaos that ensued afterwards, the panicked screams of numerous women filling her ears.
“Do you know the police still haven’t arrested anyone?” Bette said with a shake of her head,
“The only lead they have to go on is surveillance footage of someone hiding in the shadows across the street. They can clearly see him throw the bottle but can’t make out his face”