They walked languidly to the dance floor, then turned smoothly towards each other, and swayed gently in rhythm; Tina’s arms snaked around Bette’s neck.  The brunette murmured huskily, “you look loved-up, baby.”   Tina smiled, and nibbled on the brunette’s chin.

The bars of the next song were mixed-in smoothly towards the tail-end of the Freezepop song they were familiar with.  The vocalist of the new song sang plaintively, …You’re one-of-a-one, one-of-a-kind. 
That you only find once in a lifetime…

“Mmmm…that’s you to me, Bette,” Tina responded.

As the song’s catchy beat pulsed, they pulled apart, nodding at each other. Good song.

They continued to dance in sync, shoulders shaking, hips swaying, sharing a secret smile.

…I understand you. We see eye-to-eye…our chemistry was more than science…it was deafening, loud like lightning…wherever you go, so will I…

“I’m downloading that one,” Tina declared as the song faded and a new one was mixed in.

Bette glanced towards their seats, “Drinks are here,” she said, nodding her head in the direction of the lounge chairs.  Tina nodded, leading the way back to their seats.  She sat back, pulling her feet up, accepting her drink from Bette, grinned and said, “I like this dancing bit without shoes, Bette.”

Bette laughed, as she also relaxed against the lounge chair, pulling her feet up.

“We’ll have to tell Kit and Helena to have a shoeless night in ‘Hit’ once a week,” Tina continued.

“They’ll have to pull in truckloads of sand and dump them on the dance floor though,” Bette was laughing, “Just like that dance floor back there!”

“Hmm…maybe they should just build a gigantic sandbox that they can set up quickly whenever they have a “shoeless” night,” Tina responded.

Bette turned to her, smiling, “Could work, T. I’ll take some shots of the bar, and the sand all around, and
email them to Kit tomorrow.”

“You’ll need a super-smooth DJ like the one they have here, though,” she added.

“Yeah…he’s good,” Tina agreed. “Everything’s good in this place,” she commented, not for the first time, as they both took long pulls of their drinks.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying everything, then,” a man’s voice cut into their conversation.

It was the same guy from the bar earlier, Tina saw.

She rolled her eyes, then glanced at Bette as they both sat up.