"Well, whatever you want, I’d be foolish to deny."

"Great. I’m glad you see it my way." Helena leaned in and pecked Bette’s lips, "Now, go. Shower, get cute, put on some jeans and t-shirt and I’ll be waiting. And you better come down here looking fabulously beautiful."

In an hour, Bette came downstairs in a pair of loose fitting jeans, a blue t-shirt with "Yale" printed across it, and a pair of Nikes. Her normally curly hair had been straightened. Helena smiled at the sight.

"You look lovely."

"I have to if I want to compete with you."

"Oh, I’m no competition for you. Now, come on. The movie starts in an hour and you have to buy me popcorn and Milk Duds and a box of Mike and Ikes. And we can share one large soda-pop. Ooh, and can we hit the arcade before hand?"

Bette laughed at the overly excited Helena.

"Never been on a casual date before?"

"Not once."

"I’m glad I’m the first."

Meanwhile….

Megan felt her eyes becoming heavy. Carmen did too.

"So, what grade do you give your student?"

"An A -"

"A -?"

"I’m leaving room for improvement…not that it’s at all necessary."

"Well, I learned from the best." Megan placed a kiss on Carmen’s lips.

"You should stay the night. Do you think Bette would mind?"

"She probably won’t even noticed. The way her and Helena have been going at it…"

"Wait? What?! Bette and Helena! They hated each other."

"Yeah, but now they can’t stop jumping each others bones. They’re always all googly-eyed at one another. It’s fucking weird because they act like teenagers with each other."

"That’s kind of cute." Carmen yawned, "Come here." She snuggled close with Megan, "Buenos noche, mi amorita." She kissed Megan’s chin and they fell asleep.

***

Bette wrapped her arm around Helena as they walked into the theatre to watch Mr. Brooks. Helena placed her head on Bette’s shoulder as they walked. Bette smiled. She hadn’t been out on a date like this in a very long time, not since she and Tina started dating.

"Let’s sit in the back." Helena suggested.

"Why? Do you plan on making out with me?"

"If the movie is terrible, I might." Bette laughed as they took their seats.

"Do you remember any of what you said last night?"

"I remember it all."

"And was it true?"

"Yes. I would never say those things if they weren’t. I don’t believe in just saying things people would like to hear, sober or not." Helena leaned in and pecked Bette’s lips. Helena took Bette’s arm and wrapped it around her shoulders as the lights went down, her head cradled in Bette’s neck. Smugly, Bette smiled as the movie began.

2 Hours Later

"God, that movie was horrid." Helena said as they walked out of the theatre together. Helena clasped Bette’s hand.

"It couldn’t have been too bad if you decided not to make out with me." Helena pinched Bette’s hip.

"I guess I was waiting for it to get better." They walked to Bette’s car and got in, starting their journey back home to Bette’s, "I really had a great time, Bette."

"Me too, but the date is far from over."

"It isn’t?"

"Yeah, you asked for pizza. So, we’re getting pizza."

Bette drove to a small pizzeria near her home. Bette had a slice of cheese and Helena had one with the works.

"I don’t usually eat like this…" Helena said, feeling embarassed that she was eating so much.

"I was gonna say that you’ve never looked sexier, but if you insist…" Bette chuckled, putting Helena at ease, "I can’t believe I’ve had such a wonderful evening."

"I’d like to do it more often. I’d like to date you."

"I’d like that too." Helena leaned over and kissed Bette on the lips.

"Slow and steady, right?"

"Right."