‘Favourite colour?’ asked Helena.

‘Blue, favourite childhood memory?’

Helena laced her hand with Alexa’s as they lay, fully sated playing their question game late into the night.  ‘I don’t know I think maybe the time that my mother actually bothered to show up to pick me up from school for the holidays.  Most of the time she’d send our nanny.’

Alexa felt Helena’s loneliness and stroked her face.  ‘But you get along with her now right?’

‘Ah ah only one question at a time, it’s my turn now. First crush?’

‘Tara Andrews, age 13, she had the shiniest hair I’d ever seen.’

‘Anything ever happen with her?’

‘One question, remember.’

‘Smart ass.’

‘You made the rules Helena.  First kiss?’

‘Steven Johnson, he grabbed me at our shared dance with the boys school and slobbered all over me.  I came to my senses 5 seconds later and slapped him much to the horror of my swooning school friends.’

Alexa laughed.  ‘Good for you.  I can so imagine you doing that!’

Helena kissed Alexa lightly,  ‘First time you had sex?’

Alexa grimaced at the memory.  ‘Dave Summers, both 18 after our high school graduation ball.  I’d had so much champagne I could almost imagine he was my straight girl crush Hannah.’

Alexa shook herself out of the past, not wanting to discuss it further.  ‘Where do you see yourself in ten years time?’

Helena laughed and leant over Alexa to nuzzle her neck.  ‘Has this become a job interview?’

Alexa turned back around.  ‘Just answer the question Peabody,’ she said authoritatively.

Helena raised an eyebrow and ran a hand across Alexa’s hip.  ‘Well hopefully running the business and with the woman I’ll be spending the rest of my life with, possibly a child.’

‘You want kids?’ Alexa asked surprised, breaking the one question rule but Helena didn’t seem to mind.

‘Does that surprise you?’ asked Helena, slightly insulted.

‘No it’s just..I guess it just wasn’t my obvious train of thought with you being big into career and you’ll whole LA lifestyle here and being gay of course.’

‘Well look at Bette, Tina and Angelica.  You don’t think I’d make a good mother?’ asked Helena, slightly affronted.

Alexa knew she had to get this conversation back on track. ‘Helena I think you’d make the best mother in the world.  You’re warm and smart and adventurous and funny, any kid could learn so much from you.  I just can’t picture you in maternity clothes..that’s all.’