Bette: I have so much to do before Friday. I still need to get the caterer arrangement, the floral designs, and the remaining invitation sent out. (Holding and invitation in her hand)I dont know where to send this one.

Tina is sitting at her computer Monday afternoon, all she can do is think about Bette, the gallery, and the invitation/date for Friday night.

Tina: What was it about her that is so intriguing? Why am I drawn to her? I really want to go Friday, but I dont want to appear needy. I dont know what to do, she said I had until Wednesday to let her know.

Tina was so into her thoughts that she didnt notice she had been doodling Bettes name and gallery on her notepad. She snapped out of her daze when her assistant told her that her friend Alice was on line 2.

Tina: (Answering the phone)Hey Al, whats up.

Alice: Hey yourselfI havent heard from you all weekend. Whats been going on?

Tina: I have just been busy trying to finish these scripts before Friday.

Alice: (With curiosity in her voice)Why, whats Friday?

Tina: I have been invited to an art gallery event.

Alice: Which gallery?

Tina: Scribble Gallery, over on Memorial.

Alice: How did you get an invitation to the most prestigious gallery event of early spring?

Tina: The gallery owner invited me.

Alice: (Disbelieving)YOU KNOW THE OWNER!

Tina: Yes, her name is Bette. She is very bright, polite, attractive, has an enormous amount of art knowledge

Alice: (Interrupting Tina)Did you say attractive?

Tina: (A little embarrassed)Yes Al.

Alice: (Overly excited)I KNEW IT KENNARD!!! I knew you would turn.

Tina: (Laughing at Alice)Shut up Aliceyou are so full of *****.

Alice: Yea, yea, yeaspill it TK. I want details.

Tina: There is nothing to tell Al. I met her online through an art chat room. I visited the gallery she mentioned and loved it. I first assumed she was a man, but was greatly mistaken. She was very nice to me at the gallery without me even knowing it was her. We talked again online and I was an idiot. She invited me to the gallery event on Friday.

Alice: YOU ARE GOING, right?

Tina: I dont know, I have to let her know by Wednesday.

Alice: Did she say if you could bring a guest?

Tina: She didnt say. Ill find out Wednesday. Im assuming you are referring to yourself?

Alice: You bet your sweet ***** I am. Ill be your first girlie date!

Tina: Funny Alice, very funny. I need to get back to work now.

Alice: OK, but let me know what time you are picking me up Friday.

Tina: Ill call you later in the week. Bye Al.

Tina hung up the phone and sat there with a smile on her face. With Alice there maybe I wont be so nervous.

Wednesday morning: Bette paced back and forth around her office. She isnt going to call. I knew I scared her off. What should I do, I know nothing about her. A few seconds later Bettes assistant buzzed in.

Bette: Go ahead.

David: There is a call on line 1, a Tina Kennard.

Bette: (About to jump out of her skin)Thanks David.

Bette: (Taking a deep breath)This is Bette Porter.

Tina: Hi Bette, its Tina from the other day.

Bette: Hi Tina, how could I forget you.

Tina: (Blushing)Anyway, I was calling about Friday. Is the invitation still open?

Bette: (Trying to calm down)Yes, but I need to know where to send it or I could just add your name to the list.

Tina: What time did you say it started?

Bette: Around 7pm, nothing starts on time around here.

Tina: Would it be ok if I brought a guest?

Bette: (Trying to conceal her disappointment)Sure.

Tina: It would probably be easier to have my name added to the list.

Bette: Ok, Ill put Tina Kennard and guest.

Tina: Thanks Bette, Im looking forward to Friday.

Bette: I need to get back to work, Ill see you Friday.

Tina: See you Friday around 7.

Bette hung up the phone and hung her head. How could I be so stupid. Of course she is seeing someonenobody that beautiful is single. Besides, she is probably straight anyway.