"Earth to Bette, Earth to Bette."Kit said.. "Huh, what? I’m sorry Kit what was that? Bette’s eyes remained glued on the blonde. Tina, hhhmm she rolled the name around in her head, Tina, nice name. Too bad she wasn’t her type. She was obviously heterosexual but she gave off sex pheromones like exotic perfume and Bette wasn’t immune to it. She watched the men trip over themselves to help the blonde slide into the booth. Only four of them could fit comfortably into a booth so a lone man stood beside the table starring at Tina until she looked at him and motioned towards one of the chairs at a nearby table. "The idiot didn’t even know enough to get a chair." Bette muttered aloud and then looked at Kit realizing she hadn’t heard anything she had just said, again.. "Kit, oh sorry, I was just" Kit raised her hand and smiled at Bette cutting her off. " I know what you were doing. i saw the spectacle when she walked in with her entourage but your Gaydar is off babygirl. Tina is definitely straight." Unfazed Bette asked, ‘So you know her? What’s her story and where did she come from?" Kit looked at Bette for a second before responding, "Didn’t you hear me? SHE IS STRAIGHT." Bette continued to pin Kit with her penetrating eyes. "Okay,okay turn the evil eye off me, I’ll tell you what i know. She has been coming in here every other day for a month now, always followed by a pack of panting dogs. She laughs, smiles and I don’t think it even matters what she says to her groupies. They seem to hang on her every word. She has never come in alone and there is never another woman with the group. I know she works with the film studio that moved their offices into that townhouse down the street but I don’t know what her position is." Bette couldn’t help jumping in with, "I know what psoition i would like to get her in." Kit rolled her eyes. "If you’re not going to be serious, I’ll just shut up right now." Bette smiled to herself as she looked over at the blonde again. "Oh I’m serious alright, tell me more" Kit shook her head, "That’s basically it. Marilyn Monroe couldn’t get more male attention then this woman. Your wasting your time, she obviously loves the attention." Both women looked over at the scene across the cafe.