“Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.” Bette giggled as she did a little spin. Alice rolled her eyes and took the phone from Bette’s hand and read the message displayed on the screen. She smirked. Good job Coffee girl, Alice mentally congratulated Dana. She cleared her throat as she passed the phone to Sam and Shane.

“So her dad was asked to represent the vineyard in a wine tasting event?” Alice tried to look as innocent as possible.

“In SanFo?” Shane bit back a grin.

“For two days?” Sam looked at her friends mischievously and winked. “Now, what are the chances in that?”

Bette giggled like crazy as she bounced on the balls of her feet. If this wasn’t a clear sign from the heavens that everything was meant to be, she didn’t know what was. Oh.. the stars aligned and all that bullshit for Bette Porter and Tina Kennard. Ken was leaving in a few hours.. leaving her to take care of his precious daughter for a whole night. “Oh holy fuck!” Bette fell on the couch with a face splitting smile on her face. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck, she chanted excitedly inside her head.

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I go craaaazzzyyyy.. craaazzzzyyyy.. crazy for you baaabyy..

Jenny Schecter looked up from writing her latest short story on her laptop as her cell phone rang beside her on the kitchen counter. “Hello?” She answered distractedly as she sandwiched her phone between her ear and shoulder.

“JENNY!!!” The caller screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Fuck!” Jenny flinched as her phone dropped to her lap. Regaining her composure after a few seconds, Jenny brought the phone back to her ear as she grimaced in annoyance. “Tina?” She sighed into the receiver.

“Jen,” Tina breathed out. “Meet me at the mall in thirty minutes. It’s an emergency.” She let out in a straggled, slightly panicking voice. She didn’t have much time left..

“What’s going on?” Jenny shifted on her seat, her best friend’s tone scaring her a little bit. Did something bad happen?

“I..” Tina paused for a few moments as she tried to even out her breathing. “I need to get a pair of special occasion undies..” She whispered under her breath as she flipped her cell phone shut. Jenny would skin her alive for hanging up.. but she didn’t have any time to field questions at the moment. She was a woman on a mission. A mission to get the right underwear so she could get properly.. devirginized.