To some parents, twins could have easily been viewed as a shroud over the rest of their lives, but to Jenny and Harold the concept of two children who were, aside from key technicalities such as gender, caused them to see opportunities rather than sleepless nights. Two years earlier, Jenny's nephew had been cast as Short Round in Indiana Jones and it began to plant a seed in her mind as to the profitable cuteness of children. For a first generation American Chinese family it was an onerous task to try and one-up a role that was probably going to be turned immortal by the likes of Indiana Jones, but it didn't stop everyone else in the family. It's what the Lau family like to call that unspeakable moment in time where everyone lost their bearings briefly and tried to make it in show business. Bette and her brother, Harry were marketable as soon as they came out of the womb, but as Jenny quickly came to find, they were only exactly marketable when it came to looking cuter in matching outfits than the rest of their family members. It was a dream that Harold convinced Jenny to give up on quickly. While her nephew was raking in roles as a valuable member of the Goonies, Bette and Harry were content with botched magic shows run by two year olds
For the most part, despite a very premature push into show biz and an equally as premature exit, the Lau family lived simple, and humble. Jenny's ideas to have her children in show business weren't money oriented, it was more of a status thing amongst her own relatives. How could she sleep at night knowing her sister's son was probably getting high fives in the playground over roles he was getting? Her views on popularity and the importance of it were warped at best, but these were views that were spoken of in private between herself and Harold and were never pushed onto the children. By the time the children had almost grown out of the Mary-Kate and Ashley range of acting and Jenny's nephew's career began to dry up as if she had been praying for it for the past decade, Harry began to land bit roles through the help of his drama teacher. They weren't the leads that Jenny had been fervently hoping for her children, but Goosebumps was a hit as far as she could tell. Bette's own success was simultaneous with her brother's, proving that neither of them could leave each other in the lurch for long. All of her roles were small, ranging from the Baby-Sitters Club to Leave it to Beaver, and each time they were few and far between but these were all details that didn't concern Bette. Acting was a hobby that fell between school work and friends, and sometimes she got to have time off school and visit her brother on set. It was all a harmless scene, because she was never really serious about.
For three years, Bette fell unceremoniously but comfortably into the background of her brother's talents and focused on her schooling and boys. These were things that she knew were consistent and stressfully relaxing in their own rights. She took up hockey and cheerleading, showing up sporadically on tv screens only to disappear again to fulfill gregarious goals as team captain, or pursue a boy for a week straight before dropping him like a wet towel when she discovered that Cher wasn't his personal mascot. It wasn't until her distant but familiar manager talked her into auditioning for roles with more frequency that anything became of her career. Her mother used bargaining chips which she can acknowledge is problematic now, but at the time it got the job done. If Bette auditioned for five things she would get the dress to the dance she wanted. She didn't become a star overnight but she continued to work until high school flushed out and she was living in a tiny apartment, possibly with rats and desperate for a way out to the point where she didn't have to be bribed to take on auditions anymore. Outside of voice acting, it had been the only job she maintained throughout her teen years and she found it impossible to find anything else she enjoyed as much.
Eventually she fell into an Asian American improv group with her own brand of deadpan humor and was pushed towards further comedic roles. Maybe she wasn't built for dramatic roles, like going into a John C. Reilly movie expecting a comedy only to come out on the other side shellshocked by We Need to Talk About Kevin but there was no harm in trying to get anywhere with laughter. It took years, but Bette finally wrangled her way into a lead role on a TV series, something that she had been quietly hoping for almost as long as had been in the business. Her mother had raised her on a haphazard but well meaning mantra of "second best is okay, but why wouldn't you want to be the best?" and after ten years she understands the cringeworthy feel good emotions behind it.