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    Compatible

     "Tragic."

    “Isn’t it?”

    “Absolutely.”

    “Are you just going to keep agreeing with me?” Helena asked curiously.

    “If this is the end of our conversation then, yes.”

    Bette took a sip of her drink scanning the crowded club.

    “You’re so nice to me,” Helena said mockingly.

    “I wasn’t trying to be.”

    “So kind,” Helena continued.

    “Unintentionally.”

    “So…bloody gorgeous,” Helena purred.

    “…”

    “Cat got your tongue Bette?”

    “Complimenting me on my looks will get you no where,” Bette said after a beat.

    “Flattery gets one everywhere.”

    “No. Your accent does.”

    “You like my accent?”

    “Don’t sound so pleased. It’s not too harsh on my ears,” Bette muttered.

    “You like my accent!”

    “Now you’re just being annoying.”

    “See that blonde over there? She’s been watching you since we got here,” Helena jerked her head at a point beyond Bette’s shoulder.

    “So?” Bette asked uninterestedly.

    “So go talk to her,” Helena urged.

    “I’m fine right here, thank you.”

    “I know my company is quite thrilling. Another please. Thank you. What are you drinking, Bette? She’ll have a re-fill,” Helena spoke to the bartender.

    “Supplying me with liquor won’t get me into your web, Helena.”

    “Web? Boudoir you mean? Alice’s couch. That’s right Bette. I want you drunk enough to take you home so we can fornicate on said couch,” Helena said teasingly brushing her shoulder against Bette.

    “Sounds wonderful,” Bette said dryly.

    “It would be. Except for the fact that Alice and Tasha are practically glued to Alice’s bed and the walls are entirely too thin.”

    “Porn but without the pictures? Thanks for that image.”

    “Have you met Tasha? She’s quite lovely.”

    “We’ve crossed paths I believe.”

    “Alice is quite happy. Which is always nice.”

    “Indeed,” Bette agreed.

    “How is Jodi?”

    “More small talk, Helena?”

    “Yes. If I didn’t do this small talk then there would be complete awkward silence.”

    “Tell me about your search for a job. How is that going?” Bette asked glancing at Helena with an arched brow.

    “About as well as it can since Mummy’s turned everyone against me. Though my prospects are looking up.”

    “How so?”

    “Poker and that’s all I’ll say,” Helena answered quickly.

    “Never draw on an inside straight,” Bette retorted.

    “So, Jodi?”

    “She’s currently seeing other people.”

    Bette’s grimace was all Helena needed to see.

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    Comments

    1. They’re both such teases !!! I loved this fic Speedy, and I really hope you didn’t intend it as a single chapter story. You must continue.I have to confess I love this very bold Helena, this season 2 Helena actually… Well, the least you could say is that Bette seems to be enjoying herself too… I’m sure she’s not used to having someone soooo confident blatantly but cleverly hitting on her. Anyway, I love it when Helena turns on the seduction mode… That’s funny. Oh, and her accent is a huge asset, that’s for sure… Keep up the fu…ing great work Speed. I can’t wait for an update.

    2. As to why this drunken conversation (or some variation thereof) didn’t take place on the show, I can only speculate that sparkling dialogue such as that on display here isn’t a specialty of TLW writers. And Compatible cries out for a resolution, so please don’t stop here!

    3. i really enjoyed the inter-play…that was really cool! could see them actually engaged in the exchanges…hmm, secrets…do tell…okay now, don’t tease us, you have to come-on with the come-on for us belena’s…post soon!

    4. HAPPY DANCE! when do we get more? hmmm? i’m demanding, i know, but really speed, that was so F**’ing great. i agree with jackieeeee…jodi is a rebound. pfft on her. and i hope you’re writing for season 5. pps!!! really, does this one continue? it should!!!

    5. Don’t think Jodi is a rebound. I want you drunk enough to take you home so we can fornicate on said couch. Did I tell you that I love this sentence? It makes Helena seem sooo sexy, and cocky. ;)

    6. Wow…you’re amazing with dialogue between these two. Keeping it light but always with the underlying sexual tension that I believe exists between the two. Thanks for the post ~ looking forward to the next!

    7. that was great. I hope it wasn’t a one chapter story. Btte played right into Helena’s plan. I could see the little light bulb over Bette’s head when she realized she might actually want Helena! pps

    8. I hope this is the start of a beautiful story if so you are well on your way. So let’s hope this is the spark needed to make those Belena juices not only flow but explode. It’s good to see you back in the old neighborhood you’ve been missed.

    9. Hey Speed_Racer, Wonderful take on the beginnings of a romance between Bette and Helena. BUt you can’t just leave it there. I demand more, Puh-lease, pretty puh-lease. Just a real delight as Bette and Helena jockied for the alpha spot while snozzled. You had me LOL at the pciture of them on bar stools debating what, when and where it would happen between them. Looks like Jodi is dust. Brilliant! Many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.

    10. Bette and Helena just shared a kiss and it was really hot, the dialogue was amazing! I agree with Helena, Jodi is a rebound heheh thanks a lot for writing Belena!!!

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