"So this is home," Jenny says with a smile as she and Shane arrive at what had once been a garage behind the house.

Shane "Yeah, the guy who used to live here converted this into a place for his friends to crash. I figured it would make a good room for someone who wanted it."

Jenny "I like this one much better than the bedroom in the house."

Shane "So you're cool then?"

Jenny looks about the room with its futon, mini-fridge and desk. She nods with an approving grin.

Jenny "This is very cool. I can set up my computer on the table and do all my writing here, I love it."

Shane gives a slight nod.

Shane "Cool. Oh, um next door there's a swimming pool. Bette and Tina, friends of mine. They're neighbors, you'll like 'em."

Jenny "Okay."

Jenny nods. Currently, she's more excited about her new place than for neighbors or swimming pools.

As Jenny gets herself further acclimated to her new surroundings, Dana is boarding a flight for Memphis at LAX. This is the life of a professional tennis player.

Elsewhere, Bette is taking off for lunch at the CAC, Alice is at LA Magazine, and Marina is at the Planet as another familiar face arrives for lunch. Marina greets her as usual.

Marina "Hey, how was practice?"

The young lady nods, wearing her silk jacket with "CU Swim" over the left chest area.

Trish "Good, Coach said I was in a zone. I just need to stay for the next meet. USC, Pac-10 after that. NCAA after that. I can't afford an off-day now."

Marina walks with Trish to one of the counter stools inside the Planet.

Marina "You will do just fine. What can I get you for today?"

Trish "Three cheeseburgers, no mayo, and a grilled chicken sandwich with just lettuce. I'm a little drained."

Marina "Not to worry, Miss Peverell. You will be filled up with energy again soon enough."

Marina speaks with one of her Hispanic employees in fluent Spanish about Trish's order. Trish meanwhile has taken her seat at the stool. She can never convince any of her teammates to come with her to the Planet so she normally dines alone. She is the most talented member of the California University swim team, keeping them competitive in the Pacific-10 Conference where they are included as a member for a few sports though not the higher revenue ones like men's basketball or football. The life of a student athlete like Trish Peverell is loaded with maintaining balance. There are her team commitments, her school commitments, and her personal life for what little there is of it. As she waits for her order, the thought crosses her mind as it has numerous times before about her time at CU, representing the Blue Jays. How the students do not seem to notice her all that much until she helps the team win something, otherwise she basically disappears inside the student body. Perhaps one day, things will change for the better, but for now she needs to focus. She needs her balance.

At Bette and Tina's home, Tina is finishing up on a script rewrite. She used to work at the studio, but has made an office for herself at home and is able to get her work done, still taking the occasional cab to Shaolin when necessary. Next door, Jenny is setting up what is to be her home and studio. Shane has mentioned the possibility of looking for another roommate to further help with the monthly rent. For now though, the hairdresser on call is off to an appointment with a client.

Tina meanwhile makes a phone call. On the other end, the call is answered after a pair of rings.

Lisa "Shaolin, this is Lisa speaking."

Tina "Lisa, hey. Tell them to check their email, it's done. Anything they need to add or subtract is up to them now."

Lisa "Okay, Tina will do. Hey, how's Shane's new roommate?"

Tina "I don't know, I haven't had a chance to introduce myself yet."

Tina hears the front door being opened up.

Tina "Anyway, Bette's here. You gonna swing by the Planet later?"

Lisa "Yeah, I can go there after work. Speaking of which..."

Tina "I gotta go, too. 'Bye."

Lisa "'Bye."

They both hang up at their respective ends. For Lisa, lunch is coming soon and it will be food that she brought with her from the Planet that is currently taking up space in a refrigerator in the rec room. For Tina, there is almost a sense of panic. Bette is home and there is no food prepared. She hurries out of her office room, just across the hall from the bedroom and sees Bette in the living room carrying a white paper bag.

Bette "I had a feeling you might be busy with the rewrite."

Tina "Oh my god, Bette thank you. I'm sorry for not having anything ready."

Bette smiles.

Bette "It's fine. I can usually tell when you're going to have one of your busier mornings."

Inside the bag is a carryout order from a restaurant that is part of the commute path between home and the CAC. They greet one another with a kiss as Tina notices it.

Tina "Mexican, nice. Were you able to get up with Adam?"

Placing the bag on the dining table and opening it up, Bette nods.

Bette "They said they were slammed with work from other places."

Tina "And did you remind them how important you and the CAC are?"

Bette smirks.

Bette "I don't think I have to now."

Both smile as they take their respective plates and seats.

Tina "Oh, Ms. Porter did you go Full Bette on someone?"

Bette "Almost. I think they're learning not to let things go that far. Plus, we got a discount out of it."

Tina "This is why they placed you in charge."

Both share a brief laugh as they begin eating, making conversation in between the digesting.

Bette "Did Shane's roommate show up?"

Tina "Yeah, I saw a brown car parked next door while I was jogging."

Bette's mind then races back a few moments, reminding her of an image from before she exited her own car.

Bette "The Pontiac. I didn't know if that was her or one of Shane's clients or hookups."

Tina "Clients or hookups? I'm starting to wonder if there's much of a difference for some of them."

Both grin, knowing of their friend's sexual exploits.

Bette "She said her roommate was a writer. She might give her plenty to write about."

Tina gives a slight laugh while Bette grins, shaking her head.

Tina "Shane is certainly not boring."

Bette "I know. How about us though? Are we?"

Tina "Us? Boring?"

Tina takes a bite of her food and ponders.

Tina "That's a good question. I don't know, we might be. But we make up for it with exciting friends."

Bette "Yes we do. Is everybody meeting up at the Planet later?"

Tina "I think so, except Dana."

Bette "Oh, that's right she's got that tournament in Memphis. I hope she's over Melbourne."

Tina "I hope she is, too. She had high hopes for that tournament. She'll bounce back."

Bette "She needs to. I think all this talk about trying to get a new sponsor is getting to her. Fila is only paying her so much."

Tina "I don't get that. You'd think it wouldn't be so much of a challenge. She's still ranked pretty high, isn't she?"

Bette "She's Top 25. Too many sponsors are still afraid of the so-called moral lobby when it comes to Dana."

Bette shakes her head in disgust and Tina nods in agreement.

Tina "That's fucked up. I mean it's Two-Thousand-Four now."

Bette shrugs as she takes another bite. This is lunchtime in West Hollywood.