"Never mind what?" the woman smirked, sitting back in her seat.

Bette moved past Tina and looked in the car for herself. A skinny brunette with medium-short hair and aviator sunglasses that seemed to compliment her face. She looked like a dyke, and Bette smiled at the fact that Tina had no idea. "Hi."

"Looks like you’re a little lost?" the woman smiled, observing their business attire.

"You can say that again," Tina mumbled, shielding her eyes from the setting sun.

"Look, we’d really appreciate a ride back to the city, if you’re going that way." Her voice wasn’t flirtatious, but she was levelling with a woman she thought would understand. A woman who looked to have had some rough times of her own.

"Name’s Shane," the woman smiled, offering Bette her hand.

"Shane," Bette smiled graciously before standing. "Tina, this is Shane."

Tina rolled her eyes and spoke with Bette quietly. "She seemed rude."

"She’s a lesbian, Tina," Bette smiled, crossing her arms. "She was teasing you, because your ‘never mind’ made no sense to her. I think your flirty teases have every right here as they would on some straight man."

Tina tried not to look surprised, and walked around Bette to lean down again. With a gentle smirk, she did what she knew. She flirted. "Hey there."

"Back to ‘hey there’, are we?" Shane joked, nodding at the woman’s charm.

"Do you think we could … bum a ride?"

"I don’t see why not," Shane smiled back, happy for the company. "You guys can hop in the back if you want."

"If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather not be in any confined space with my … friend, thanks."

Bette arched a brow and brushed it off, opening the car door and sliding into the back. Tina slowly lowered herself into the seat, and then smiled up at Shane again as she closed the door.

Shane was trying to ignore this obvious teasing, but that was difficult. Tina was beautiful, and she knew just how to manipulate someone’s stare. That much was obvious. "So … wanna let me in on your story?"

Tina looked to her with confusion. "What?"

"This chemistry you two have going," Shane chuckled, driving down the highway once again, "Even I can feel it. I don’t usually pry, but this … this I gotta hear."

"There’s nothing to tell," Tina scoffed, making sure to keep her skirt down and her hands folded in her lap.

Shane looked back to Bette, whose eyes told a different story. "If you say so." She smiled and drove on.