“Alright, I’m gonna go get changed.”

“Alright good luck out there, I’ll see you after.”

“Hello?”

“Shane! I need some help,” Dana squeaked into the phone.

“Ok, what is it?”

“I’m having a hard time, distinguishing straight from gay.”

“Who is she,” Shane asked, curiosity peaking her interest.

“This chef at the club. She sent me a specially made meal and I’m not sure if she did it because I’m semi-famous or if she digs me.”

“Maybe she likes you, talk to her.”

“You know I have a hard time with my gaydar. Meaning it doesn’t work!”

“Ok, ok, I’ll get Bette, Tina, and Alice and we’ll head over there.”

“I get done with practice at about two and then I have to answer some questions, so I’ll be done at about three.”

“Ok, we’ll be there at around three.”

“Thanks,” Dana said and she hurried and got changed.

Shane hangs up with Dana and gets out of bed. She dresses quickly and stares at the familiar strands of brunette hair. She smiles and walks out of her room and trips over a box on the way out.

“Fuck! Son of a bitch,” she exclaims and limps to the kitchen. She had just moved into Jenny’s spare bedroom after her split with Tim. She still had a few boxes to unpack and put away. While opening the fridge she feels long arms and warm hands wrap around her and she smiles to herself.

“That was a nice work out before work,” she says as Shane plucks the orange juice out and starts sipping it.

“Yeah, it was,” Shane says and smiles coyly, “where are you going to be tonight?”

“I’m spinning at Rain, but I have an interview for a position at Pure at three.”

“That’s cool, Dana’s having gaydar trouble so we’re gonna help her bag a girl.”

“Bag a girl? It’s not a game Shane,” Carmen says with a frown.

“I’m sorry! You know I’m working on this monogamy thing,” Shane said, Carmen still frowning, “I’m trying aren’t I?”

“Yes,” she said smiling, giving Shane a kiss, “Have fun, tell Dana I hope everything works out.”

“I will. We’ll see you later at Rain,” Shane said as she grabbed her keys to leave. She gets her phone out of her back pocket and dials Alice.

“Yo,” Alice answers.

“Hey I’m on my way to your place, Dana needs help.”

“Gaydar trouble again?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright, I’m here,” Alice said, “I love these missions. It gives me great pleasure to play match maker for my friends.”

“Don’t worry Al, you’ll find someone. Call Bette and Tina, we’re meeting at Dana’s tennis club at three.”