Bette: No she sounds fine, thanks. We’re sitting down for dinner now we’ll try to be back by just after 7pm.

Shelia: We’ll take turns getting ready and we’ll be ready when you get here. I’ll tell David you called. Have a good dinner.

Bette: Thanks.

Bette opens the door to Broadway Joe’s on West 46^th Street

Bette: Seems things are just fine at home. She might even be good and tired when we get back.

Tina: Gosh what will we do once she’s in bed?

Bette: Are you flirting with me?

Tina: Who me?

Bette: Uh huh.

They both chuckle and review the menu. The waiter comes over and takes their drink orders.

Bette: T, do you want a bottle of wine or just one drink?

Tina: Let’s get a bottle, something red. This definitely looks like a place to have a nice steak.

Bette selects a merlot.

Bette: I think I’ll order a steak too.

They both order steak and baked potatoes. Tina orders the French onion soup while Bette has the Caesar salad.

Tina: We go to a hippie show then order the most traditional meal going. What does that say about us?

Bette: It says we’re hungry and this place makes a great steak. David should have those old photos from home with him. Maybe we can go through those tonight.

Tina: Or tomorrow if we get busy tonight.

Bette: You know just because you take me to a show and buy me dinner doesn’t mean I have to put out for you.

Tina: But you will.

Bette: Oh yea.

Tina: Uh huh. I’m your kryptonite just as you are mine.

Bette: Good thing you added that last part. Now you’ll probably get lucky.

Tina: No, I got lucky about a year ago when you let me back into your life.

Bette: Now you’re making me blush.

Tina: That’s fine, you’re beautiful when you blush. I love that softer side of you.

Bette: I thought you loved my back side?

Tina: I’m not sure love is a strong enough word to describe how I feel about your back side.

Waiter: Ladies your dinners.

Tina and Bette both blush knowing the waiter probably overheard that last exchange.

Bette: OK, now that was just slightly embarrassing.