“I like country music” Carmen said amused at the girl that stood with her arms folded across her chest.  A girl she had no intention of losing this little game to.

“I can listen to this all day” Sam said as she sat back down then brought her hands behind her head.

“Me too” Carmen did the same thing and smiled back at her.

Baby all I got is this beat up leather bag.
And everything I own don’t fill up half.
But don’t you worry ’bout the way I pack.
All I care about is getting back real soon.
A goodbye kiss is all I need from you.

Franklin completed his proposal then asked for the restroom to which Bette gave him directions for.

“What do you think?”  Kelly sipped from her cup of coffee as she took time to admire Bette’s beauty.

“I still can’t believe I’m sitting across from Kelly Freeman” Bette remembered her married name “I’m sorry Mrs. Kelly Wentworth.”

“Oh stop it” Kelly waved off with one hand “I’m divorced now so that means I can see whom ever I want to” she didn’t hide her flirtatious stare from Bette.

“Well, I’m just happy that you have been so actively involved in funding the arts for LA” Bette stared at her unsure of how to respond to her flirtatious manner.

“I have a confession to make” Kelly placed her cup of coffee back on the table then looked around to make sure Franklin hadn’t returned “you were the reason I took an interest in the CAC in the first place, after Provocations, god I wish I was here to see it.”

“It was quite the show” Bette told her as she recalled the bitter-sweet memory.

“Also heard about what was going on during that time” Kelly looked at Bette and smiled “same old Bette.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”  Bette was confused at what she was talking about.

“You and your little flings” Kelly laughed “you always had someone on the side, always the player.”

“I was never a player back then, and I’m not a player now” Bette remained calm even though underneath her cool exterior Kelly’s accusation was hitting home.