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    Work, Bette, Work.

    It’s a beautiful June morning and the sounds of busy Tribeca are flowing in through the windows. A phone buzzing on the night table. Tina’s hand jolts from under the sheets, swiping away at the snooze button.

    Bette is sitting tall at the kitchen island and having a go at the keys of her macbook.

    Tina is half asleep tying her hair up in a bun as she drags herself through the house.

     

     

    (looking over her glasses)

    BETTE: What are you doing up?

     

    (annoyed)

    TINA: Well good morning to YOU!

     

    Bette takes her glasses off, turns around toward Tina and flashes her signature smile.

    BETTE: Good Morning!

     

    Tina walks past Bette and right to the french press on the counter.

     

    BETTE: I thought you had to be in Brooklyn at noon?

    (pouring coffee)

    TINA: I do… I just wanted to make sure I wished you luck on your official first day.

     

    (rubbing her temples)

    BETTE: YES!… but first I have to actually meet with the senior staff. All this back and forth, rescheduling is already frustrating.

    I-I..I’m well aware this has been the MoMa’s busiest summer seasons in years.. But you would think they would at least introduce their new Deputy President slash soon-to-be interim President by now…..

    She stops mid sentence and finally makes eye contact with Tina. She closes her laptop, gets down from her chair and softly takes the mug from Tina’s hand.

     

    BETTE: I’m sorry…. Thank you, and I LOVE YOU.

     

    Tina closely moves in and gives Bette a quick kiss on the lips.

    TINA: That was better. I love you too, and GOODNIGHT.

    Tina makes her way back into the bedroom while Bette packs up her laptop into her black Louis Vuitton bag.

     

    Outside the apartment awaits a black towncar and with the door held open by a good looking driver. He greets her with a warm ”Good Morning Mrs. Porter”. Bette half smiles and quickly slips in to the backseat. Traffic is at a stand still heading across town. Bette is uneasy and constantly checking her phone for the time.

    (Annoyed)

    BETTE: What’s the HOLD UP!? Can you give me an ETA? Its’s extremely important that I make it before 815.

     

    The driver looks at her through the rear view to trying to reassure her with a smile.

     

    DRIVER: Don’t worry I’ll get you there!

     

    Finally she reaches the MoMa. She takes a few steps from the curb as the driver shuts her door and looks up in awe of the towering museum.

    DRIVER: Have a good day Miss Porter.

     

    She smiles confidently at his words and enters through the large glass doors of the museum with classic Bette Porter swagger.

     

    The office floor of the museum is vibrant and rich. The walls display large abstract design pieces separating itself from the sterile backdrop of the minimal white layout. The entire make up of the MoMa is intimidating. The front desk personnel appear to look more like board members in Balenciaga. This is not the CAC.

     

    Bette greets the beautiful young receptionist and asks to meet with the Deputy Director. The woman informs her that the entire board is in an important meeting and can’t meet with her but they have arranged an orientation with the Chief Curator Ms. Karella. Confused by the news of yet another meeting, Bette’s frustrations begin to show.

     

    BETTE: How could there be an important meeting again this week? I can’t comprehend how it isn’t a priory that the new acting Director is acclimated before any meeting. When will Mr. Connelly be available today? Or is this IMPORTANT meeting going to take up the entire….

     

    A strong voice rings out in a familiar tone. One that is curious enough to stop Bette mid sentence and turn her entire body around with her mouth still slightly open.

    Hello Ms. Porter!

     

    BETTE: Nadia….

     

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