Tina Kennard was never one for staring, but this was the one occasion that she made an exception. Those 3 women had been watching her ever since she stepped inside, but it was the one who had arrived most recently that really caught her attention. She had a familiar face, like someone shed seen not too long ago, but probably never met.

Tina would you look at those dykes, theyre checking you out. Eric whispered into her ear, grabbing her hand. Can we go?

Eric dont be so homophobic, I warned you about the homosexual population here in LA. She had in fact warned him, but it was for his own good. Eric was born and raised in a close minded home, where homosexuality was completely out of the question. Tina however, didnt mind, she actually admired the girls for being so interested. Now, lets find a table and enjoy our coffee. She smiled and took his hand, leading him towards a table in the back.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes as they passed the table where the two ***** girls sat, holding each others hands. It was cute that they were so open with their relationship, despite the wide range of homophobia in the world. Tina, Im not comfortable here. Can we go? His eyes resembled those of a confused rodent, darting back and forth amongst the sea of tables nervously.

Eric, come on! She protested, but she found herself heading towards the door on her own, Eric following in her wake. You cant do this every time we see a *****. You cant cower in the corner like a scared puppy with your tail between your legs. Just accept it, okay?

Tina, I dont need to be around them. You dont either. We have each other, and the last thing I want is for some ***** or ***** to come for one of us. He smiled sweetly and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. I just want you and me.

I want that too Eric, but you cant be so close minded, thats all Im trying to say. She leaned into his shoulder as he wrapped a gentle arm around her. I love you, okay?

I love-. Eric was interrupted by the two girls who had previously left the caf. The odd blonde one toted a box filled with pins and stickers. The taller brunette he recognized. *****, Dana Fairbanks?

Dana looked like a deer in headlights, eyes wide and mouth a gape, but she didnt move. Alice laughed and pushed her aside.

Excuse her, Im Alice Pieszecki, She offered a hand, which Tina took. Eric ignored the gesture, he was preoccupied with the fact that he was meeting Dana Fairbanks. Wed both like to ask you if youd like to join our party here tomorrow night at The Planet. Music, alcohol, half of the worlds homos-.

Were not interested. Eric stated before Alice could even finish the last sentence. Cmon Tina, lets go.

Wait Eric. She broke her arm free of his grasp and smiled over at Alice, Dont worry about him, but we honestly have plans tomorrow night. Thank you very much for the invite though. She smiled and began walking along with Eric, she waved back for a moment and shouted a quick goodbye.

What plans do we have tomorrow night? Eric arched a delicate brow, looking down at Tina. *****, I didnt forget some special occasion did I?

The blonde shook her head and placed a delicate finger to his lips. Shhh. Dont worry, were just going to the California Art Center, a quiet night of art viewing. Alright?

No *****, you got tickets to that new show by Bette Porter? Brown eyes searched baby blues for any sign of a lie. Ive been trying to get tickets forever!

Well now youve got them, but only on one condition. Her head cocked sideways. No homophobic, racist, anti-semitic or negative comments out of you, understood?

Yes, Mother. He whined and pulled her into a deep embrace. Tinas mind wasnt there though, she was just pondering how the ***** Eric would react when he put a face to the name Bette Porter. When he discovered that the Prada Suit toting ***** from The Planet was his favorite Art Coordinator.

Well, maybe he wouldnt notice?

TBC…..(I’ll type more when I get home!)