Bette glanced at her out of the corner of her eye before returning her attention back to the writer, “Alice… she’s right. A kiss is a kiss. You kissed someone other than your girlfriend. You know Tasha’s opinion about cheating. Thinking is cheating.”

“I know, I know…” she whined loudly. It wasn’t fair on Tasha, she had to find out.

Meanwhile…

The Planet was reasonably busy considering it was lunch time in L.A and everyone needed fed. Kit was working hard behind the cash register, taking orders and giving change. Whilst trying to keep up a conversation up with Helena, who sat on a stool to her right looking awfully depressed.

“Girl, what’s up with you today?” she finally questioned, “You’ve been sat there for half an hour looking as if someone killed your dog.”

Helena straightened her back and looked Kit straight in the eye, “Can I tell you something? It stays between us…” the other woman nodded quickly, “I kissed someone the other day. Someone I wasn’t supposed to.”

Kit’s face was a mixture of curiosity and surprise, “Well, who was it?”

“… Alice.”

Gone was the curiosity. In with the anger.

“What the fuck? Alice Alice? As in Alice, the one with Tasha Alice?” Helena nodded shyly, “What is up with you people? Is it so hard to stay faithful and you…” she shook a finger at Helena, “you should have known better?”

“I know, Kit.”

Helena dropped her head forward and rubbed anxiously at her face. She deserved this telling off.

“Girl, I am so glad that I am not a lesbian. You lot seem to love the drama.”

***

“So you’re saying that I should talk to her then?”

“Yes,” Bette replied, accompanied with a nod, “Do it.”

Tina jumped in, “Tonight, even.”

They’d managed to convince Alice to talk to Helena about what had happened and what they should do about it. Still, Alice was worried about Tasha finding out… even though Bette had insisted that she had no reason to suspect anything was happening if they continued things as normal.

When Alice left to go find Helena, Tina turned back to Bette and placed her hands on her hips.

“You basically told her to go cheat on Tasha.”

Bette’s jaw dropped in horror, “What? No I didn’t.” Tina flipped her hair over her shoulder and stomped through to the bedroom. “Gee, thanks Al,” She mumbled sourly.

***

Kit laughed softly as Angelica picked up her fork and shoved a heap of food into her mouth. It was nice seeing her be able to eat by herself without throwing the contents of her bowl onto the floor. Once she was sure that Angelica was doing fine, she turned back to Helena with an unreadable expression on her face.

“What?” Helena asked, but as soon as Kit opened her mouth to talk, she quickly added: “Oh bloody hell.”

“You need to talk to her, Helena!”

Just as Helena was about to argue back, the bell above the door chimed and Kit looked over to see who had just entered. Her face was a look of pure surprise.

“Speak of the devil…”

“Helena!” Alice called, “We need to talk.”

The British woman spun around on her stool, prepared to go on and on about how they didn’t need to talk, but when she laid eyes on the woman… all words left her mouth. She merely nodded heavily instead.

And that was that. Kit ushered them both through to her office and warned them that they weren’t allowed to leave until they sorted their shit out. They begrudgingly agreed.