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    Why do birds…

    I head towards the Art Room only to find her drinking a glass of her favourite cognac and just admiring the beauty of her favourite room in the house. Which was of course my favourite as well.

    “Heyyy Peggy!!!”

    “Hello Bette dear” she says standing up and spreading her arms to me.

    “How is my former favourite main competitor?” I ask in a relaxed tone of voice while I hug her.

    “Ohh you wish you were…” she says with a chuckle and adds with a smile on her face “but I am going to miss you”.

    “Well I´m probably going to miss you too”.

    “Ohh, stop lying. And what are your plans now?”

    “You know Peggy… this is why I adore you… you are the first person who hasn´t asked me why I´m doing this… but instead you ask me what am I doing next….”

    “Well, I do understand why you are doing this… in fact I have dreamt about doing what you did so many times… you have no idea… but let me go get you a drink first… the questions will come later…. you still drink absolute martinis don´t you?”

    “Yes… some things never change”

    She smiled at me and exited the room.

    But some things do change, I thought to myself while she was leaving the room.

    Meanwhile outside the house

    We were finally here.

    “And there´s the bloody predator´s fucking car…” Helena said with words full of anger.

    And there it is again… the Peabody whining… maybe I could fake a sudden flu in the morning? I thought to myself.

    We left all our luggage to John, Peggy´s favourite butler, and imediately went to find her. But without asking where she was it might take us some time to find her… given the size of this house.

    “It just amazes me how big this place is…” I said to Helena.

    “Well Tina, you´ve been here… what… twice?… and there´s always been just the two of us when we came… you should see it when it´s full of people on one of my mom´s business weekends… it even seems small….”

    And we finally heard Peggy´s voice coming from one of the rooms…

    “Ohhh she´s in the Art Room… of course! Why didn´t I think about it?” Helena said almost like blaming herself for making us go around that palace for so long.

    But we also heard another voice… the bloody predator´s probably… and here we go…

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    Comments

    1. Ohh man, I hope Tina doesn’t let Helena’s negative opinion determine her own about Bette. Please, stop the whining Helena. Even I can’t take it. You are a grown woman. We all have people we don’t like. Move on. Hmm, and let Tina have some alone time with Bette. PPS.

    2. Come on its time for Tina to meet the Bloody predator, hope Helena’s definition of Bette doesn’t stop Tina from the sparks we know she’s gonna feel.

    3. Let the fireworks begin. Can’t wait to see how you write the Bette and Helena scenes. I had always wished they took more advantage of the acting abilities of these two ladies and vamped in up on the L-Word a la Dallas. It would have been hilarious and soothed the loss of Dana/Alice comedy. Anyway, on to read more….

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