Ana was Bette’s ex-lover and though the had lost contact they had always been there when one of them needed something. Bette had called her few days ago asking her for a table in her restaurant thought Bette knew that it was pretty successful and because of that it was not going to be easy to find a table. When Ana heard Bette speaking about Helena she understood it has to be a nice fine woman, Bette’s voice betrayed herself about Helena and the blonde Spanish woman knowing how important the night was for Bette made everything as romantic as possible. Ana had settled an isolated table as Bette asked to give them the privacy they needed and surrounded the table by candles. Bette had told her that she shared a complicated past with Helena and that this night was the only chance of having more from Helena than a simple friendship.

Well, I’m going to the kitchen, you don’t have to order the meals unless you have some kind of allergy… I have everything ready. Trust me. Ana left smiling at Bette, her friend was right, Helena seemed really interesting.

Am I getting in trouble if I ask you about beautiful Ana? Asked Helena mishievous.

She’s an old friend. Said Bette thinking (if you want to know more, ask more)

She has that look on her eyes… Said Helena, Alice used to say that any woman that had ever been fucked by Bette had a special look on their eyes.

Helena you shouldn’t pay so much attention to Alice… she’s like Dennis the Menace in a lesbian way, and don’t be so British and polite. Bette knew pretty well Alice’s theory and though she did not believe it she had to admit that every woman she had ever slept with her had been discovered by Al in seconds.

Are you telling me you haven’t fucked her?… less polite. Helena agreed on the play the game and fooled Bette as much as she was doing to her.