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    And it Started with a Phone Call Chapter 5

    Story written on June 17, 2005 by justkeepswimming.
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    Tina meets the gang.

     

    Bette pointed out who Shane was as they sipped at their coffee. Shane had already managed to get herself sidetracked by someone and took a few minutes to make her way over.

     

    Bette made introductions and Shane sat in a relaxed posture facing the room.

     

    I thought Alice would be here by now, Shane spoke but her attention was elsewhere. She silently nodded and smiled toward a girl as she walked by their table.

     

    Does it ever end, Shane? Bette asked.

     

    What? Shane truly was perplexed at Bettes question.

     

    The flirting. Do you ever give it a rest?

     

    Trying to make the world a happier place, Shane replied with a wry grin. I assume you two havent been waiting long.

     

    Just got here. Im surprised Alice isnt here, Bette replied.

     

    I think she was going to pick up Dana, Shane said.

     

    Shanes words were still hanging in the air when Alice and Dana entered the restaurant. They could hear their exchange as they came in.

     

    See, were not that late, Alice, Dana objected.

     

    You dont get it, Alice argued. Im never late. Alice spotted them right away and waved.

     

    Hey guys. Hi Tina, nice to see you again, Alice said. Tina this is Dana.

     

    They exchanged greetings. Alice and Dana bickered about whose fault it was they were tardy before Shane interrupted them.

     

    Guys. Youre here now. Get some coffee and relax. Bette already has menus here.

     

    Alice sat down and Dana went to order for them.

     

    You two are already acting like an old married couple, Shane said to Alice. She knew that would get under her skin and take the spotlight away from what would surely be second only to the inquisition if she started in on Tina and Bette.

     

    What? Dont be ridiculous. She drives me crazy and I barely know her, the words spewed from Alices mouth. She takes forever to get ready because she might run into someone. Its ***** irritating. I could never date her.

     

    How did you meet her Alice? Tina asked.

     

    I was doing a freelance piece on women athletes of Los Angeles. She had barely any time for the interview, and I had a deadline to meet, so I ended up going to one of her tournaments in Santa Barbara. Turns out I like tennis.

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