“Well?” Tina immediately asked after placing their orders, locking eyes with that incredibly hot brunette sitting right across form her.

So close and yet so far… Tina thought to herself.

Bette took a deep breathe.

“I had a job interview… you see… I should start from the beginning…” Bette said and took a big sip from her glass of water. Tina remained silent wondering what the great mystery was.

“One of my teachers is a chairman of the board of the Tate Museum… so for some weird reason he liked my work in the class so he told me they would love for me to become a member of their team…” Bette said looking down. Tina’s eyes grew wider than ever.

“Bette that’s HUGE!” She exclaimed.

“It is great… I mean… I would start from the bottom… but you know… it’s a great opportunity specially since as you may or may not know… they are building a new Tate… the Tate for Modern Art and that’s… well what can I say… that’s like a dream to me… to be able to start from a scratch in a museum that is being build from scratch… well… so to speak… do you get my point?”

Bette was again a little troubled by once again not being able to form coherent sentences when those eyes were looking at her like that.

“Of course I get your point… I just don’t see why are you torn by such a great opportunity…” Tina quickly replied, she knew that her friend was gonna have great opportunities career wise for Bette was absolutely brilliant in her field.

“The thing is… I was thinking about going back home… I mean I love it here but I wanted to graduate from Yale… so I don’t know what should I do…” Bette lowered her gaze, she knew what was coming.

“Are you CRAZY?!” Tina replied a little bit louder than she originally intended, she immediately blushed when she noticed people staring at them.

“Sorry…” the blonde said above a whisper.

Bette couldn’t help it but to let a small giggle escape her lips.

“Look I know that…” Tina made a pause searching for the right words. “I know it’s a great deal for anyone… not just you or me… where you want to graduate from… in a way it defines you… but” She made another pause. “Opportunities like this do not repeat themselves Bette… I don’t think I need to tell you that”