“Thanks Sugar.” Bobbi and Bette headed up to a room over the bar. The room was obviously someone’s bedroom, but it was simple. A bed, a TV. and a couple of books on a shelf was all the basic furniture it had. But the long terrace had a nice view overlooking the city and a patio set with a table and chairs.

Bobbi went and stood closer to the railing as she lit a cigarette. Bette sat down and made herself comfortable. She sat back and closed her eyes, this trip was really tiring. Bobbi watched as Bette seemed to relax a little bit in her presence. No sooner had the air descended into a comfortable silence Tina arrived with two trays full of food and drinks.

“Alright I got six shots of Mexico’s finest tequila and two beautifuls and one beer. I had Lynda heat up the food for ya, darling.” Tina said as she removed the items from the tray one-by-one. She took a seat in between Bette’s legs, they each picked up one of their shots and downed them happily.

“So Bette, I have been waiting a long time to meet you.”

“Is that so?” Bobbi Lee shook her head while smiling wide, “And why is that?”

“Just so I can ask you to tell me some stories about Chris. She’s been real tight lipped about a few things.”

While Bette was a little taken by the fact that Bobbi was calling Tina, Chris a name she knew was only used by a very intoxicated Tina. She began to tell tales that sure enough had Tina blushing and attacking Bette to make her stop while Bobbi more than once almost choked on her food.

“…then she not only fell into the same spot but was the only one to sprain her ankle.” Bette finished as Tina buried her head into her hands.

“Oh god, I can’t believe you remember that?”

“Well some things you just don’t forget love.” Bette said as she kissed Tina on the top of her head as they both sat back in the chair. Bobbi had been watching the both of them all night. The way they’d kiss each others hands or the soft kisses just because it was wanted. The way they always seemed to need to touch each other, it was sweet. Bobbi was guessing that this was a Tina she would’ve never seen had it not been for Bette.