Season Three
Bessie is unemployed at the beginning of season three, and is waiting for the insurance money from the restaurant fire to come through. The family is surviving on the wages of Joey's part-time job at Logan's Marina. Bessie encourages Joey to make peace with Dawson, who Joey blames for sending their father back to prison (as Dawson revealed the drug dealing and pushed Joey to talk to the police about it). When Bessie receives the insurance money, she plows it into opening a bed and breakfast. When the B&B opens, the Potter family struggle to find business, until one night they play host to most of the main characters, in an effort to impress a passing B&B critic, Fred Fricke. The visit is a success, and it brings home Bessie's boyfriend Bodie, who has previously been working elsewhere. Bodie later obtains part ownership of Gail Leery's restaurant, cementing his life in Capeside. Later in the season, Bessie becomes involved in the love triangle between Joey, Dawson and Pacey Witter, offering advice to her sister. In the season finale, Bessie attends the wedding of Mitch and Gail.
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