About a half an hour later she was seated at a little outdoor caf
in Harvard Square. As she looked up at the waiter who brought her
coffee, she saw it wasnt a waiter, in fact it was her mentor, Ms..

“Bette?” Alice whispered.

“Shhhhh..meet me in the alley behind the restaurant” Bette said softly, placing the coffee on the table.

A few minutes after her mentor left, Alice got up and made her way to the alley.

“Alice, you have come. A wise man once said, “When the wind blows from
the east, the tiger shall crouch and the coconut tree shall sway to the
beat of the conga” Bette said, her hands clasped behind her back.

Alice looks perplexed “Huh?”

“Never mind…….the reason I asked to come today is to warn you that she’s back.”

“What? That yellow jumpsuit wearing chick with the samurai sword who speaks with a silly British accent?”

“Yes, the *****’s Bride is back in town. She’s up to something evil.”  Evil…Evil..Evil 

“How do you know?

“A bird told me”

“What, like a spy or a mole?”

“No, it’s really a bird. I had someone steal *****’s Bride’s parakeet”

“You have a bird now?”

“It gets a bit lonely at times…Listen, being an ***** kicking babe
isn’t what it’s cuts out to be. The birds called Candace by the way but
I think she prefers to be called Candy” Bette said, smilling to herself.

Alice folded her arms and stared at her mentor, “Bette, seriously I
think you need to get out more often. Hey, what if I set you up on a
blind date? I have some pretty hot members at the CABBA…” Alice
wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

 ”Mmmmm..maybe..I guess it wouldn’t hurt. But set me up with a
blonde, I like blondes, they’re so much fun” Bette carolled, barely
containing her glee.

“Uh…right. I’ll let Rach know.

“Who’s Rach?”

“The President of CABBA? Codename alices_mini? You hand picked her to run CABBA, the organisation you set up to help confused women?”

“Ahh yess.. that cute brunette with a crush on you.”

Alice blushed slightly, “Yeah, that’s her.”

“Boss!” Alice and Bette turned their heads to the direction of the voice.

“Shane! How did you find us?” Alice exclaimed, surprised to see her sidekick there.

“Her bird told me.” Shane pointed at Bette. At that remark, Bette
turned her head slightly to the side and muttered under her breath,
“Note to self: Must remember to train bird brain not to talk to
strangers.”