Tina and Bette rushed to the table, setting the plates and cutlery as Angelica sat on the couch.

Angelica: Mommas? (Unable to keep still.) What are you doing? (Giggling as they frantically made their way from the cabinets to the table.)

Bette: Your mommas are setting the table, baby. (Counting to make sure she had everything.) You tell me when your friend is here, okay?

Angelica: Yup.

Bette: Angie, it’s not yup. It’s okay. (Turning to Tina as she whispered.) Who taught her that?

Tina: Probably at school. (Shrugging.)

Bette: (To Tina.) I’m not sure I want her hanging around with Samantha so much. (Looking at Angelica who was looking through the window.)

Tina: Well, she practically begged me, and once I found out we were planning this party, I thought it was perfect.

Bette: I guess. (Raising her hand to her chin with concern.)

Tina: Give the girl some room. (Moving in front of Bette, blocking her view of Angelica.) Just relax. (Resting her hands on Bette’s shoulders.)

Bette: (Looking to Tina.) Easy for you to say. (Turning and heading toward the fridge.)

Tina: Well, it’s already been five days. (Smiling at a skeptical Bette.) We’ve gone through that three day hump everyone always talks about.

Bette: T, don’t say that word. (Sitting down at the table as Tina joined her.) I’m really strung up right now.

Tina: (Giggling.) I can tell. (Putting her hand over Bette’s.) But we’re still gonna have a good time at dinner, right? (Looking to Bette for an answer.)

Bette: (After sighing.) Yeah. (Holding Tina’s hand in hers.)

Angelica: Mommas! She’s here! She’s here! (Pointing out the window.)

     After Bette escorted her outside and waved goodbye, she returned inside.

Bette: Fuck. (Sinking down into the couch.) T, this is really hard on me.

Tina: Well, it can be fun too. (Winking at Bette.)

Bette: What the fuck are you talking about? (Interested, but looking very serious.)

Tina: Well, let’s just say … (leaning in to whisper in Bette’s ear seductively.) I want you.

     As Tina pulled away from Bette’s ear, she saw the shock on Bette’s face. Tina smiled and sat back, watching to see what Bette would do.

Bette: What was that for? (Trying not to smile.)

Tina: For fun. (Flirtatiously.)

     Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Tina ran up to get it.