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She knew she had to doll up tonight, after all you never who might be there. The farmilar ring of her cell phone sounded yet again. Looking at the call ID she answered it smiling. Tina: If your calling ask if I own a dress Alex the answer is yes. Not all lesbians wear flannel and don the ever popular mullet. Alex: That isnt why I was calling but its good to hear. Tina: Ok, why are you calling you then? Alex: Two things. One, its been twenty minuets and I assume you still havent stepped into the theatre, there for you lose the bet. Tina: We had a bet. Alex: Sure why not. Tina sighed. Tina: Two.... Alex: huh? Tina: You said there were two reasons, you called. Alex: Oh right...Sorry. Who is your favorite actress on Broadway? Tina: Ummm... Tina had to think long and hard about this. Tina: Patti LuPone? Alex: younger... Tina: Bernedette Peters? Alex: I thought you said you werent a fan of hers. Tina: Im not but I cant figure out where you are going with this?? Alex: Miss...Bette.... Tina: PORTER!! Tina finished Alexs sentence screaming!! Alex: Thats the one! Tina was bright red now..her pulse quickening. Just hearing the womans name made her weak. Tina: What about her???? Alex: I thought I should let you know that she will be there. Tina: Oh my god!!! Alex: I know I know. But dont get too excited. Shes bringing that piece of man candy she owns. Tina & Alex: Chad Jackson. Tina: Ugh. Alex: Ugh?? That man is gorgeous...dumb as bricks but gorgeous!! Funny thing is I always thought he was gay until he started latching on to Bettes arm at every event. Tina: If it helps, I always prayed Bette was gay!! The two laughed and hung up the phone. Tina's knees went weak once again. Tonight she would meet Bette Porter. The woman whose voice sang beautifully to her through her head phones every day and every night. What would she say to her? Would she say anything? Tina grabbed the papers out of her bag and headed into the theatre with a smile the size of New York itself plastered on her porcelain face. TBC...that is if you want me to.

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