“Girls, I feel ridiculous.” Helena fidgeted with her Journey mesh trucker cap and glanced disdainfully down at her jeans.  They were vintage and they were too tight.

Bette laughed when Helena walked into the room. “I’m sorry, is this Charlie’s Angels? Alice, what did you do to Helena’s hair?”

“I fucking feathered it you fucking narc. Or, should I say, wanker.” Alice had spent much of the afternoon looking up British swear words and common sayings. She was wearing body glitter, blue leather pants, and a silver metallic tank top.

“Honestly, Kit should not have chosen the 70s for this retro night. We should have gone with the 80s.” Bette picked at her t-shirt and slightly baggy jeans. Helena rather liked Bette’s look. With her hair pulled back under a black beret, she looked kinda butch. Since Helena was technically a Journey groupie, and not a member of the band, she would have to play this gender thing up tonite.    

“We did that already. You were at the silent retreat.” Alice carefully applied blue eyeshadow while she spoke.

With a few finishing touches, they were ready to go. Helena took Bette’s arm. “Darling?” She leaned over to sniff her girlfriend. “Are you wearing cologne?” Bette just smiled and shrugged, knowing that she was having an effect on Helena.

They took Bette’s car, and inserted a mixed cd made specially for this evening. They were going to give it to the DJ, but in the meantime, Bowie’s Velvet Goldmine filled the car. Helena switched the song, calling Bowie a wanker, and settled on Journey’s Don’t Stop Believing. When that got too sentimental (Helena and Alice had begun singing loudly along with the song, and were starting to get emotional) Bette switched to Grandmaster Flash and they all cringed at the bad electronics.

When they got to the Planet, Tina, Shane, Jenny and Max were saving them all a table. Tina had gone studio 54, and she compared her feathered hair with Helena’s. This made Helena laugh, knowing that they all looked equally ridiculous.  Max had gone hip hop as well, and nearly earned a snarl from Bette. She went to find her sister, mumbling something about Eminem.