"So uh … Bette hates you, huh?" Shane smirked, glancing into her rearview mirror and trying to contain her laughter at the expression on the brunette’s face. After hearing Tina’s short version of their hatred for one another, she was completely convinced of their very real attraction to one another. She returned her eyes to the road when she heard Tina’s sigh.

"Listen … I just want to focus on this article I have to write, okay?" Tina asked, obviously trying to ignore the subject. "Is there any way you could … step on it?"

"You want me to speed?" Shane smiled, leaving one hand on the arm rest as her pose relaxed even further.

"Not that you’ll get ticketed, but … I’ll take care of it if you do, okay?"

Shane looked over to the blond for a moment and tried to bite her tongue. So many jokes and teases were running through her mind, but she could see how bad Bette and Tina had it for each other, so she kept it to herself. Taking one more look at Tina’s stunning legs and appetizing cleavage, she focused on the road again. "Alright."

Bette rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest – her blouse becoming uncomfortable. She desperately hoped they would be stopped – just so Tina could see she couldn’t always get her way. She would gladly rub her face in it.

It wasn’t more than fifteen minutes of relative silence that they heard police sirens behind them, and they all looked back in utter confusion and disbelief.

"Seriously?" Shane mumbled to herself, wondering how she hadn’t noticed a cop car.

"Fuck," Tina whispered to herself, unbuckling her seatbelt.

"Jumping ship?" Bette teased, just before Shane spoke.

"Keep your seatbelt on. It’s bad enough they caught me speeding."

"I said I’d take care of it," Tina said, climbing into the crowded backseat.

Bette tried to move over as Tina reached down and undid her seatbelt too before pulling her down onto the seat properly. "I know this goes against everything you know, but I swear – it will get us back on our way in no time."

"You want to put on a show?" Bette asked incredulously, taken aback as she laid slightly on an angle. "Tina? … You don’t even-"