“Oh shou can talk Porter. No offenssse, but shou don’t look too greattt” Alice slurs.

“Damn site better than you Al” Bette says, able to hold her alcohol much better than her reporter friend. “Good luck Dana” Bette adds.

“Oh don’t worry about me, she’ll be no problem. She’ll be out for the count before I’ve even put the car in gear” Dana responds.

“Heyy!” Alice says, not quite sure where to focus, as she is helped away by her girlfriend.

“Right T, come on. Home time” Bette helps Tina in to the back of a cab. A short while later they arrive at the house, Bette pays and helps Tina to the door.

“Kiss” Tina says once inside, reaching out both of her arms.

Bette walks around the back of her, putting her arms around her waist, and slowly walks her to her room. Tina looks confused, “Where are you?”

“I’m here babe” Bette laughs. Tina tries to turn her head.

“I wanna kiss” Tina whispers almost asleep, as Bette walks in to Tina’s room, nudging her towards her bed.

“And I want to kiss you too. But someone has drunk a little too much”

“Noooo” Tina says with her eyes closed.

‘My god she looks cute’ Bette thinks. ‘Damn alcohol’. “Yes Babe” Bette says removing Tina’s shoes.

“Bette” Tina whispers.

‘Oh no’ Bette thinks. ‘She’s gone in to I’m really, really drunk, but I think I’m really, really sober mode’. “T honey, just sleep, I’ll get you some water”

“Bette” Tina whispers again, holding on to Bette’s hand.

“What is it babe?” Bette sits on the side of the bed

“I like it when you tell me what to do” Tina grins, one eye squeezed open, causing her whole face to scrunch, and look even more adorable if that were possible.

“Is that so?” Bette asks, humoring her.

“Yep. You know I’d do anything that you wanted,” Tina says, now losing the ability to keep her eye open.

“You would?” Bette grins, wondering whether to wind Tina up about this tomorrow.

“Uh huh” Tina manages, as she slowly drifts off to sleep.

“We shall just have to put that theory to the test then, won’t we” Bette says to herself as she leans down and kisses the unconscious blonde’s forehead. “Night, night baby” the amused brunette says, before fetching some water for the blonde, and returning to her own bedroom.

As Bette eventually climbs into bed she smiles back over the events of the day, and thinks ahead over what fun there is to come.