“You like her. And you want to know her. Its simple.”

“What do I do? How do I stop thinking about her?”

“Well,” Shane got up and began pacing slowly. She leaned up against the railing acing Bette. “Use our powers. I mean we can find a needle in a haystack. Lets find Tina.”

“What? We can’t do that. That’s… That’s… That’s like… like stalking.”

“Stalking, surveilling. Think of the greater good.” She took Bette by the hand and headed for the computer. “Come with me.” She switched on the computer and logged into the Department of Motor Vehicles’ database. “Ok what’s her last name?”

“Um, Kennard, Tina Kennard.”

“Okay.” She typed, “K E N A R D. And Tina right?”

“Yeah.”

“T I N A.” They watched as the computer searched for any match.

“Four hits. But not in California.” Bette sounded dejected.

“No wait, my bad, spelt it wrong. N N, there.” They watched the search again. “There you go.”

“West Hollywood.” Bette smiled.

“And we can do even better. Phone contacts and place of employ.” They both stared at the screen in silence as they read through the information. “So what do we do now.” Shane waited for Bette to offer a suggestion. When none came she asked Bette coyly, “I could bug her house if you want.”

“No no. No way. Wait let me think.”

“What you guys up to?” Dana asked as she entered the room noticing that both Shane and Bette were at the computer. “Did we get an assignment?”

“Nope.” Shane answered. “Bette here seems to be taken with one Miss Kennard.”

“Miss Kennard?” Dana watched Shane with a blank expression. “The babe in Jamaica? The blonde?”

“Ohhhh… riiiight… Dana joined in and with a little more enthusiasm asked, “Did you get anything on her friend?”

“Ok, I have an idea.” Bette interrupted, “I’ll find out where she hangs out and we could go there on purpose.”

“But by accident.” Shane concluded.

“Right. That way it won’t look like we were following her or anything. And I wont seem desperate.”

“Great. I get to see Alice again.”

“And I get to see Tina again.”