Previously….
“Alright, well I’ll catch ya later then!” Tina leaned in and placed a friendly kiss on Bette’s cheek. She then slipped her arm around Sabrina’s once more and headed out of the still crowded Planet.

As she stood in the very spot Tina had just left her, Bette continued to watch the two women leave the Planet.

Tina turned once before exiting the door. She met Bette’s eyes.

She was truly overwhelmed at this very moment.

Nearly everyone has heard of love at first sight, but I fell in love at first dance, she thought.

“Why are you crying, Tina?”

“Hey Porter, what’s the matter?
*****

Tina had turned Sabrina’s apartment inside out. After leaving the Planet, on the ride home with Sabrina, immediately she felt for her mother’s earrings, just as she always had whenever she wished her mother was here for her to talk to.

“Sabrina!” She cried up the stairs with two sofa cushions under her arms. “Please, I don’t know… I don’t know…what to do… I can’t believe it!” She dropped the pillows to the floor, allowing them to bounce beside the dirty shoe rack. She grasped her ears and sank to the floor burying her head between her knees and began to sob.

Tina had been in tears when she realized she had lost not one, but both pairs of her mother’s earrings. Sabrina had gone up to her room to her laptop to Google the Planet’s number, hopefully Tina had lost them there and maybe some honest individual might’ve handed them in to a lost in found of some sorts there, doubtful.

“Tina—“Sabrina ran down the stairs.

Tina’s head jerked up. “Did they find out? Please, please tell me they have it?”

**

“Earth to Bette! Hello, you in there?” Alice asked for the umpteenth time, this time she snapped her fingers to grab her attention.

It worked. Bette glared at Alice for interrupting the image she had of Tina and her, smiling walking hand in hand.

“Alice?”

“What’s up with you? You’re being all weird.” She gave her a skeptical look. When she didn’t get an answer she raised a hand to her chin and started the questioning as only a good journalist would.