Bette walked into EcoFashion dressed in a hideous bright orange dress with huge shoulder pads that made her look like she had no neck. Carmen visibly flinched when she saw her then said, "oh hey, Bette right?"

"Yeah, Carmen right?" Bette said.

Carmen reached over and shook her hand, "I didn’t think you’d be back. You looked pretty upset yesterday."

"Well I guess they changed their minds," Bette said.

Carmen picked up her phone and dialed, "hey Mr. Gomez Bette Porter is here." She nodded then hung up, "he’s expecting you."

"Thanks," Bette said shyly.

"Hey Bette," Carmen said, "I just wanted to apologize about yesterday, I’m sorry if I made you feel bad."

"No it’s okay, really you treated much better than a lot of people," Bette said.

"I hope we can be friends," Carmen said with a smile.

Bette gave her a half smile, "I would like that."

The elevator dinged and Carmen said, "good luck up there."

Bette smiled at her and stepped into the elevator. She arrived upstairs in a few minutes and she ran straight into Jenny and her secretary, Tasha, as she stepped out of the elevator. Jenny who was carrying some files dropped them all to the floor and groaned in frustration. Bette became flustered as usual and became a babbling mess trying to pick up the papers.

"Look what you did you walking shit!" Jenny growled.

"I-I’m sorry, s-so sorry!" Bette stammered.

"Give it to me and get out of my fucking sight parasite," Jenny said snatching her files from Bette’s hands. "Now I gotta go wash my hands your hideousness might be contagious."

She pushed past Bette angrily and walked into her office. Bette felt tears rolling down her cheeks before she could stop them. "Hey I’m sorry about her, she can be fucking brutal," Tasha said, "don’t listen to her. You’re beautiful on the inside, I wish you could see it."

Bette smiled, "thank you."

"You don’t believe me huh?" Tasha said smiling kindly.

Bette shook her head sadly.

"One day you will," Tasha said, "and in the meantime you got yourself a friend. I’m Tasha Williams."

Bette shook her hand, "Bette Porter."

"Nice to meet you Bette," she said.

"Tasha! Don’t talk to the trash, get in here!" Jenny called from her office.