“No gay film?” Tina teased with a grin.

“It’s not like I’m completely disgusted by straight relationships Tina, besides Adam Sandler is always an exception.”

Tina chuckled, “you’re right. Him and Jim Carey.”

“Oh! Then afterwards we can watch ‘Liar Liar.’”

“Best friggin’ movie ever!” Tina said jumping excitedly, “ooo but brong some blankets, it’s freezing cold!” They rushed into the living room  dragging in a large thick blanket, and popped in the first movie.

“That video probably got really long eventually,” Bette commented as the movie ended.

“Probably, but I think it’s sweet that he’s willing to show her the video everyday, adding to it as time goes on so that she will remember their life together,” Tina sighed, “when did you stop being romantic?”

Bette gave a shocked look, “what?  You want me to record everything about our lives and show it to you every morning?”

“Well no I don’t have short term memory,” Tina laughed, “but I do remember when you would send me roses and cards, and took me out to all these special places.”

Bette contemplated Tina’s words and thought to herself, ‘Well, if she wants romance, I’ll give her romance.’

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Another cold day in the state of New York. Or course it was even colder in the city. The air was completely still. There was no wind. No rain. No snow. Just pure, uninterrupted cold. Both women had to pack on several jackets to keep their bodies warm. When Bette walked in, having picked up Angie from 1^st grade, she let out a long sigh of relief. The house was toastly warm and they both moved to the couch to snuggle together while Tina came home from work.

Bette was sitting smugly on the couch with Angelica right beside her as Tina arrived from work. Except she looked highly annoyed. Bette had sent an assortment of flowers to her office. Over one hundred were delivered right in front of the whole studio. Plus three boxes of her favorite chocolates. Bette was sure everyone in the office was dying of jealousy, and she didn’t understand why her blonde wife looked so frustrated.

She got her answer soon enough as Tina focused her gaze on her and angrily said, “what the hell Bette? There were so many flowers I couldn’t even move! Romance is supposed to be a small gesture not some big ass event.”