Barb: And finally, me. I’m Barbara Porter, I don’t own anything, just my self, barely. I’m here because next week I begin my Master in Economics at Berkeley and hopping to get my PhD in Economics.  Shane and I know each other from a long time, we met in Europe. And I’m related to the Porters over there. And I have the most amazing niece that I miss terribly.

Everybody: We want pictures! Pictures! Pictures

Barb: Ok, Ok, Bette, can you help me please?

Bette: Sure.

Bette left her seat very slowly; trying to slightly touch Tina, there’s definitely something there.

At my room…

Barb: Here, take the notebook I’ll  take the datashow, we have to put this in front of a white wall, we’ll get the lights of for the show. Ok, this is what I want you to do, you have to seat next to Tina.  Are you following me?

Bette: Lights off, sit next to Tina, go on.

Barb: For your luck I have a nice presentation with a lot of pictures, you have to remain close to Tina, come here (sniffing).

Bette: What are you doing?

Barb: Just checking, you have to smell right, and you smell good,

Bette: Thank you, is a combination of…

Barb: What? Sorry but the only one you have to explain that is Tina, not me. JAJAJAJA.

Bette: You’re right. Ok, smelling good, check.

Barb:  Here, have some mints, what I want you to do is talking, like whispering in Tina’s ear, and you tell her histories about us, histories about when we were little, Do you remember any?

Bette: Yeah, I remember why your nickname is Little B.

Barb: Ok, and then you talk to her and tell her that you really want to take her offer abour cooking lessons, ok?

Bette: Cooking? No, no, no,  no, no, no, I’ll make a royal ass of my self

Barb: Do you trust me?

Bette: No

Barb: JAJAJAJA , fair enough, ok, but can you do the other things?

Bette: That I can do, with pleasure.

Barb: Ok, let’s go over there. We have to prevent anyone sits next to Tina, and that’s your job, and I’ll tell Shane about it so she can block Alice.