The Planet was bustling with its usual crowd of morning customers, grabbing a quality cup of joe before heading off to their various occupations throughout the Los Angeles area. Once you stepped in, however, it was impossible to miss the 3 girls who practically resided at one of the outdoor tables.

3 times? The quirky blonde shouted as she quickly pushed the strands of chopped golden hair from her eyes. 3 times. In one night. Jesus Shane, I think youve set a record.

Shut up, Al. Shane stated, but everybody noticed the smile that she was hiding behind a small cup of espresso. Her eyes glanced wearily from table to table, pleading each and every person to save her from this embarrassment.

But she does have a point, Shane. I dont know anyone who has ***** 3 times every night with their girlfriend. Dana added, nodding in agreement with Alice.

Thats because you dont know anyone else who has a girlfriend. You live a quiet straight life, Dana. Maybe one day youll finally admit to the world that you love women and then youll be the one shouting some girls name all night long. Alice said, drawing laughter from Shane who immediately stopped when she saw the look in Danas eyes.

Oh what was that? Dana asked trying to crack a joke, Who are you to talk, at least Im not a dirty bisexual. She stated finally, crossing her arms over her chest. Shane gave each one a sarcastic look, pushing back into her chair. She noticed that Dana and Alice had fallen silent, each of them staring at the door with their mouths gaping. Green eyes traveled from the dark abyss of her coffee to the door, where a blonde stood, seemingly confused.

Damn, who the ***** is that? Alice whispered to Dana, who was too involved with her own staring to realize that anything had been said to her. I havent seen her around here before.

She is hot. Danas eyes darted around to make sure that no one had heard Ms. Dana Fairbanks say that a woman was hot. God forbid the public finds out shes playing for the other team. I mean, shes very pretty. Definitely not my type.

Yeah well it looks like shes not going to be any girls type, look. Shane cast a quick nod towards the man who had just run up behind her and placed a gentle kiss on her neck.

Oh so shes straight. Alice said, quickly losing interest and placing her head back into Girlfriends Magazine.

Well, shes straight until she meets the woman who knocks her socks off.

Exactly Dana. See, youve learned something. Shane smiled and patted Danas head like a puppy whod finally mastered sit. Dana smiled proudly and childishly stuck out her tongue at Alice.

Alice was still watching the girl out of the corner of her eye. She started at her head, the golden hair, bright blue eyes, perfect lips. A rustic brown tank was accenting all the curves along her chest and trim stomach, showing a bit of abdomen before the slim fitting jeans fell low on her hips. Hey guys. Alice said quickly, dropping her magazine. I dont think that girl is as straight as she wants us to think. She nodded towards the couple who were almost on top of each other. Correction; he was more on top of her. The blonde wasnt enjoying it. Look at her reaction.

Good one, Al. Now all three girls were watching the couple kiss, and other people were starting to stare. You should ask her out. Shane joked.

Im not retarded, Shane. Id scare her. Al rolled her eyes.

Yeah, scare her pants off. Dana laughed and quickly stopped when she noticed that nobody else found her joke funny. Sorry… She said quietly.

But neither one of them had noticed her speaking at all, because Shane was now waving towards the door, in the direction of Bette who entered with the biggest smile playing itself across her lips. She sauntered briskly towards their table, Jimmy Choo heels clicking in a staccato rhythm. Hey, baby. She bent at the waist, pressing her lips gently to Shanes.

Mmm, hey. Shane pulled Bette onto her lap and their lips continued to collide.

Guys, seriously. Stop with the PDAs or Im going to throw up. Alice winced. And so is Mr. HotBlonde over there.

Yes, the boyfriend of blondie was watching them with a look of utter disgust on his face, he leaned over to his girlfriend and whispered something in her ear. Her eyes found the two girls who seemed to be engaged in a lip locking contest, but she didnt have look of disgust; she had a look of surprise. Both of them blushed and turned away, embarrassed, as Bette broke away to wink and flash them a quick smile.

Nice one Bette. You show those homophobic *****. Dana laughed and looked over at Alice who wasnt paying any attention, she was captivated by the pages of her magazine.

So everyone is joining us for poker tonight, correct? Bette asked, glancing towards Dana and Alice. One of you is in charge of the beer, the other is in charge of food.

And what the ***** are you supplying? Alice asked.

My house and a couple of quality PDAs. Oh and possibly cards, you never know. Shane cast her shoulders upwards in a slight shrug, letting her lips form a sarcastic smirk.

*****, if there are PDAs Im not coming. Dana interrupted, pushing away from the table. And I think the same goes for Alice.

She nodded silently and found her feet as well. Were going to go now, you two have fun. Each of them blew a kiss towards the loving couple and headed out the doors, throwing a strange glance towards the blonde who was still watching them with a look of curiosity.