As Bette made her way back to the booth where her friends were seated at, she observed an unfamiliar looking butch heading off in the opposite direction.

She plopped down on the seat opposite Helena and asked casually, “Who was that?”

Helena smiled shyly while Alice stated as a matter-of-factly, “Apparently, her name’s Chris, the millionth person to have hit on Helena tonight.”

Bette cringed.

Helena chuckled and gave a dismissive wave, “You’re over exaggerating.”

“Okay so maybe it’s not the millionth person but it’s the what, fourth, fifth person?” Alice shrugged.

Tory nodded in agreement, “Seems like you’re being meat tagged tonight.”

Bette felt her stomach twist.

“Meat tagged?” Both Helena and Dana questioned. They were obviously new to the scene in West Hollywood.

“It means that you’re pegged as the hot item tonight.” Alice explained, using her fingers as inverted commas at the term item. Helena raised her eyebrows, not knowing whether to feel flattered or embarrassed.

Bette, on the other hand, began to feel upset, angry to be exact. She couldn’t stand the fact that Helena was being “preyed” on tonight. Then again, thank god Helena had been rejecting all of them and that was a good sign. It could possibly mean that Helena had a thing for Bette too.

She reached out and chugged down a large gulp of beer.

Shane noticed the sudden change in Bette’s behavior. She wasn’t sure what was going on between both her and Helena but it was obvious that Bette wasn’t taking this Helena being meat tagged business very well.

In attempt to lighten Bette’s mood, Shane said coolly, “So Al, what were you saying about that drinking game of yours?”

A playful smirk appeared on Alice’s face immediately, “Okay so, the game’s called Fuzzy duck. Anyone knows that game? “

Tory raised her hand, acknowledging that she knows how the game goes.

“You should know this game, Hels.” Alice sipped from her mug.

“Oh god, I am absolutely horrible at that game.” Helena groaned. She could barely recall what happened the last time when she played that game because she got so drunk.

Everyone laughed as Alice continued, “Alright so, someone begins by saying ‘Fuzzy duck’ and it goes on in a clockwise direction until someone says ‘does he’ and this changes the direction and now, instead of ‘Fuzzy duck’, the person goes ‘Ducky fuzz’ and the direction and phrase changes again when someone says ‘does he’. So if you make a mistake or take too long, you drink up. Got it?”