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The waitress glanced at Tina who nodded her head in approval. ”I’ll be right back with another cup,” the waitress paused as she looked around. ”The usual ladies?” Bette, Tina and Shane nodded affirmative.
”Pancakes for me. I don’t know when I will have time for lunch.” Angie smiled as she looked down blushing.
Shane continued to look around watching her family. Everyday Tina and Bette settled more and more into their relationship and their role of being the center of their framily. It was comforting knowing that things had finally gotten themselves where they should have been all along, Shane thought. She was worried for a long time about Bette. Tina was so lost and her behaviors had impacted Bette and Angie so significantly that both Shane and Alice were not sure if either would recover from what Tina had done to them. But Tina was Tina and in the end after all the obstacles she faced, she was able to get back to where she wanted to be, where she should be, with her family, with Bette.
Bette reached for her coffee and furrowed her brows as she took a look at what Shane had been reading. ”Hey,” looking at Shane, ”Isn’t that a review of Dana’s?” Bette said taking the Magazine from Shane.
”A review of Dana’s? Why didn’t you tell us?” Alice squealed over hearing Bette as she, Nat and Nat’s two children walked up to the table. ”What does it say?”
Bette began to read, ”While most restaurants are wrapping up from lunch and prepping for dinner between 2 and 5 p.m., the gregarious folks at Dana’s are waiting to welcome the afternoon strays. As you sip one of the flavorful cocktails, you’ll be entertained by the menu’s flirty double entendres and tributes to the owner, Shane McCuchinson’s family, one of which is the namesake of the popular establishment.” Bette paused and lifted her head smiling at Shane.
”Is there more,” Angie asked showing her excitement about hearing the positive review that gave a real feel for Dana’s.
Bette continued, ”Favorites include Angie’s Eggs – a skillet with potatoes, green peppers…”
”Hey mine is a favorite,” Angie squealed as she clapped.