"Sooo, you’re gonna ask blondie to come huh?" said Alice as she stared over the table at her friend.

Bette glared at Alice over her coffee cup as she took a sip.

"Hey, i’m just saying! It’s a big step going away with someone, especially since you’ve only been together like, what, a month?" Alice stuck another spoonful of yogurt into her mouth. "And i mean.." she continued with her mouth full, "Some people get scared off easy, don’t you think you’re being a bit hasty?"

Bette placed her cup on the table and leant back in her chair.

"It’s different with Tina." She shrugged, "I don’t have to tip-toe around her or be self-conscious or hide what I’m feeling, so if I feel right about asking her to come then I’m sure she’ll feel right about it."

"Hmmmm well it’s your call Porter, i mean don’t get me wrong I like Tina, but she’s only just come out and, well we’re going to this big lezzie tournament and don’t you think it’ll scare her off?" Alice now looked seriously at her friend.

Bette knit her brows and pondered the question for a few seconds then answered, "Why would it scare her off?"

Alice chuckled at Bette’s confusion, "Well….I know you guys haven’t, ya know.." she looked to her left and right and then leaned in towards Bette, "done the deed," Alice whispered.

Bette shook her head and allowed a slight grin to form on her lips.

"And why does that have anything to do with her being scared about us going away together?" asked Bette, now staring straight at Alice.

"God Porter for a Yale grad you sure can be dense." Alice said, but sensing her friend’s annoyance she continued, "Well before you met Tina you were with me, and before you were with me you were with…well pretty much everyone" Alice grinned, causing Bette to roll her eyes.

"And well, this isn’t news to Tina, and we’re going to be around lots of beautiful women and she must know you’re, ya know, frustrated…" Alice trailed off seeing the seriousness of Bette’s squinted glare.

"So what, you’re insinuating that I’m just going to run off and fuck the first pretty young thing i see, as i clearly have no restraint, or respect for my girlfriend for that matter. That’s what you’re saying?" Bette almost spat the words out and began gathering her things up to leave.