Tina rolls her eyes and lays down on the bed.

Tina: Henry, just turn out the lights.

Henry: Ignoring the issue isn’t going to make things better.

Tina: Turn out the fucking lights, Henry.

Henry pauses for a moment.  In this moment of clarity, part of him feels at first as if he’s become a firsthand witness to the creation of Frankenstein.  This is something he never wanted to put himself through again, yet here he is.

Henry: What’s happened to you?

Tina: I’m tired, Henry…that’s what’s happened.

Henry: No…I think it’s something else.

Tina sits up in the bed, curious.

Henry: I think your resentment for Bette’s overshadowing any other feelings you have for other people.  And I think it’s high time for it to stop.

Tina: Turn out the lights, Henry…

Henry turns to face to Tina, standing up.

Henry: We’re going to discuss this.

Tina: No, we’re not.  We’re gonna lay down and fucking sleep!

Tina points to Henry’s empty side of the bed.  His arms are crossed at first as he overlooks the sight of a woman that resembles nothing of the one he once met a few months ago.  He begins assembling his clothes.

Tina: Henry, what are you doing???

Henry: I’m doing something I should have done before now.  I’m allowing you to spend time with the one person you need to…yourself.

Henry is packing his bags as a shocked Tina can only look on.

While Tina sees her World beginning to fall slightly apart, Bette’s World is beginning to become mired in a drunken stupor.  Her alcoholically impaired conscience sends her to the front door of a suite that’s not hers.

Helena hears the knock on her door as she walks with the wine bottle still in hand to the door.

The door to the refridgerator opens in Alice and Dana’s suite as Lara peers inside for a bottle of water.  She reaches in and grabs one of the bottles, opening it and taking a sip.  She closes the refridgerator door and takes a step back, only to suddenly feel two arms wrap around her from behind.  Lara feels the head rest against her right shoulder.

Alice: Hiya.

Lara places the bottle on the counter and turns to face Alice, Alice’s arms still around her.