Alice ”Oh yeah.  I’m the Best Man…or the Best Alice as Mark keeps wantin’ to call me.”

Alice, Lara, and Marilyn walk together with Marilyn spilling her backstory to them, because Alice is ever curious about people.  Marilyn’s coming out story goes back to 1973 in Palo Alto, then a year later after that kiss, winding up with an heiress, who would wind up in London, marrying, ”a penniless aristocrat.”

Lara ”Hmm…sounds like someone familiar.”

Back in the lobby of the Fairmont Chateau Whistler, Henry and Tina discuss the issues of Bette being granted adoption rights.  The two of them wait for a fax as they argue, Henry pushing to be recognized as one of Angelica’s parents and Tina reminding him, ”We’re not there yet.”  The fax comes in with Tina taking it.  She reads over it.  A smile comes across her face.

Mark and Tonya have left the skiing and suites behind for the sight seeing.

Mark ”So…I mean what did you do with all that time away?”

Tonya ”I stayed under a rock.  And then…one day I decided I wanted to have a child.  And then that led to meeting Lara and then…finding out about Dana.  That was heartbreaking.”

Mark ”I was there.  I showed up right after she passed.  It was rough, man.  Really rough.  Lara and Alice, those two have been like rocks for each other.”

Tonya ”I’m just thankful Alice has been able to forgive me after all this time.”

Mark ”She’s really good like that.”

Tonya ”I admit…it would be nice to go skiing again, but I gotta be careful with a baby on the way.  Don’t wanna take too many chances.”

Mark ”Well, don’t worry.  I can act as bodyguard in case anybody gets too close.  I can’t promise I can keep all the ladies from swarmin’ you though.”

Tonya laughs.

Tonya ”Well…I have my eye on someone, but…I don’t wanna spoil it.”

Mark ”No, don’t do that.”

At the ski lift, Bette and Helena ride together as they prepare to ski down the hill.  Bette is on her cellphone.

Bette ”Hello. …Joyce, hi.”

Bette listens.

Bette ”Yeah, I’m on a ski lift, what’s up?”

Bette listens.  She smiles.

Bette ”Okay, good.  Did you get my message?”

Bette listens.