Bette whispers to Tina, “I can’t believe she came. No one’s heard from her in days.” Tina shushes Bette, not wanting to upset Jenny anymore than she already is.

Just then, Molly walks into the room, grabs Shane’s hand and leads her out onto the dance floor. They snake their way seductively to the middle of the floor. They stop, face each other, and start swaying together. An upbeat song starts playing but it has no affect on Molly and Shane. They are so wrapped up in each other that they don’t hear the tempo change. Molly leans into Shane and wraps her arms around her waist. Pulling her close, she kisses her hungrily.

The framily is shocked to see them there together. “I thought they broke up,” Alice scoffs.

“Obviously not,” Tasha bites back.

Jenny has not yet looked up from her drink to see Shane and Molly on the dance floor. She finally summons the courage to draw her eyes up and she scans the room for them. Her gaze finally falls on them and a look of hurt and then anger crosses her face. Slamming her drink down on the bar, she stands up and heads towards Shane.

“Fvck. This is gonna be bloody,” Bette quips.

Shane and Molly are still oblivious to what is going on around them. They are lost in each other’s eyes. They are rocked from their stupor when Jenny comes upon them and yells, “What the fvck are you two doing here?”

Shane pulls away from Molly and instinctively steps in front of her to shield her from Jenny’s tirade. Shane simply says, “Jen, I’m here to support Helena. That’s all.”

“And what about her?” Jenny nods her head in Molly’s direction.

“She’s with me.”
“Oh really? Did you tell her that you fvcked Niki behind both of our backs?”

Shane reaches back and grabs Molly’s hand, half comforting Molly and half to gain the strength that she needs to have this conversation with Jenny. “Yeah I did Jen. And she forgave me. We’re back together.”

“Well that’s just fvckin’ great, Shane. Good for you.” Jenny’s comment drips with sarcasm. Jenny turns to walk away but Shane reaches out and grabs her hand.

“Jenny, please…”
“Fvck you Shane.” She marches off.