How long do we wait for her? Dana asked, finishing off her iced latte.

I dont know. I want refill on my drink. Do you want to have another one here or take it to go? Alice asked.

Lets stay a bit longer. Get me an orange too, would you?

Alice walked over to the counter and ordered two more drinks, slightly annoyed with Tina for standing them up. She had called Tinas apartment earlier but only received a groggy Bette on the other end of the line, claiming Tina had left already. Back at the table, Dana peeked up from her newspaper and thanked Alice for her drink and fruit. Dana began to peel it and took her time, slowly stripping the skin from the orange, all in one long peel.

Thats amazing how you do that. Dana looked up to see Alice staring at her.

What? Dana asked.

That orange, the way you just peeled it.

I know a ton of people who peel them that way. So?

So… you paid exceptional detail to it, thats all. Alice smirked. I bet youre good in bed.

Dana almost spit out her drink and looked at Alice, her eyes bugging out of her head. What are you talking about?

Your long fingers were so delicate with the peel, careful not to push too hard. You took your time, making sure every last inch was perfectly cleaned off. If you paid that much detail to your lovers, youd be a great bed mate.

Dana blushed and looked down. I dont know why you have to talk about this.

God, Dana loosen up! Dont be such a prude.

I am not a prude.

Then tell me how many women youve slept with and who the best was.

Alice arched her eyebrows, challenging Dana across the table. No.

Oh come on! Im not getting any action lately and Bette and Tina are saving themselves for their wedding night so I havent heard any juicy details from them. Ive got to hear something, Dana.

Dana looked over Alices shoulder and saw Tina walk in, looking frazzled. Speak of the devil. Dana smiled, knowing she was off the hook for a while.