The Next Day – At The Planet

“Has anyone seen Shane today?” Dana asked.

“Nope,” Tina said as she stirred her decaf iced latte around with her straw.

“Well I haven’t seen her since last night,” Kit said. “Girl didn’t even come in this morning for shots.”

Danas gaze fell on the only person left who had yet to answer. “Al?”
Alice was staring blankly at a magazine. “Haven’t seen her.” She flipped the page.

Dana tossed her arms up in the air. “Great. Shes probably passed out
in a gutter somewhere and wont decide to roll out of it until sometime
next week.”
“We should be so lucky,” Alice muttered under her breath.

“What do you need Shane for?” Tina asked.

“Shes supposed to do my hair,” Dana explained. “My manager is making
me go to this stupid party tonight. He says that theres going to be
all of these really important people there so I have to look my best.”
“I’m sure shell come through,” Tina assured her. “Shane always does.”

“Well speak of the devil,” Dana said, recognizing a few familiar faces coming into The Planet.

Tina looked. Shane, Jenny, and Bette, had just walked in together and
were now standing in line. She took a deep breath. “Okay guys, I’m
gonna go.”
Alice frowned. “Whats the rush?”
Dana nudged her in the shoulder with her elbow.
“What?!” Alice asked, obviously annoyed.

Dana motioned at Bette using a not so discreet head tilt and intense facial expression.

Alices eyes went wide with comprehension. “Oh.”
Dana nodded.

Tina tried to act unbothered by the entire thing, but they could all feel the tension as she got up.
“I’ll call you later,” Alice told her.

Tina pushed in her chair. “Okay.” She leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“Bye Tina,” Dana smiled weakly.

“Bye Guys,” Tina waved at the rest of the table.

Kit grabbed her hand as she walked by and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
“Later girl.” Bette had been sending the occasional glance in their
direction since the moment she walked in, but the plan had been to
avoid, not engage. Unfortunately Bette couldnt do this and when Tina
walked by, she stepped out of line and followed her. “Hey…”
Tina paused. Her hand was on the door knob. She looked at Bette. “Hey.”

Bette hadn’t really thought about what she would do if Tina actually
spoke to her, so by the time shed thought of something else to say,
which only took about four seconds, Tina was already out the door.
Bette sighed and walked back over to Shane and Jenny who had just
gotten their drinks.
“She fucking hates me,” Bette said.