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    Two for the Road, 7

    Dana ran up the stairs and rang the bell. Alice, opening the door, said, “Are you mad at me,” as Dana pushed passed her. She looked around and seeing Bette on the laptop, said, “This is why we’re not going out?” Alice shut the door. “No, well, kind of. Turns out, our little Bette here…yeah, she has a little girlfriend.”

    “She’s not my girlfriend.”

    “Well, technically she’s not, as in, at this moment, but something tells me she will be. Oh, and, she’s totally stalking us. Isn’t that delicious? It’s so, 1985.” Dana shot a smile in Bette’s direction. “She’s stalking us?”

    “Me,” Bette said, annoyed, “She’s stalking me, Dana, not…us.”

    “Testy, testy,” said Alice. “You’re really mean when you get a girl crush on the snobby little richies from Philly.

    “Not a snob, not from Philly…”

    “…whatever. Anyway, we’re trying to find out everything we can about her on the Internet. So far we’re coming up broke.” Dana just stood there as Alice walked over and took a seat next to Bette at the table. “So, just to be clear…this is why we’re not going out?”

    “Try to keep up, Dana.”

    Tina laughed quietly to herself as she washed her hands. Without taking her eyes off her own reflection in the mirror, she said, “Way to go, Tina, that was…just brilliant.”

    She pushed her way passed a group of patrons and looking around, spotted her sister’s raised arm. “Over here.”

    “Everything come out okay? I was about to send the waitress in to make sure you were alright.”

    Tina slid into her seat. “I’m fine, really, just…” Tina reached up and squeezed her shoulder as the waitress approached the table. “Just a little embarrassed? Yeah, I don’t blame you. That really sucked.” Tina half smiled, unsure of the appropriate response. “I’ll have a white wine.”

    “Make that two.”

    They both let out a sigh and began studying the menu. “So, should we go back when it’s dark?” Tina looked up and quickly snapped, “Absolutely not, Gracie, I’m never going back there again!”

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    1. Aw, these are just the kind of stories I like, a bit of intrigue, a bit of Dana/Alice silliness and Bette and Tina bashfully skirting round each other, nice!

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