“So you are going to drink with me?”

“If you tell me your name,” she said with a faint smile.

“Ah, I see. Ply me with liquor and get me into bed is that your plan?” the woman asked leaning even closer leaving them a mere breath apart.

She felt her pulse pick up speed and realized with a jolt she found this odd woman attractive. Sexually. She wondered at that but decided to go with it.

She inhaled deeply and then smiled her trademark smile. She reached out and ran a finger along her jaw line. Taking pleasure in hearing the sharp inhale it caused.

“Well, now if that were my plan would you be opposed to it? Because that could very well be my plan. Though I like my women lucid. All the better to scream my name, don’t you know.”

The woman grinned and then laughed loud and long.

“Alice,” she gasped out. “I’m Alice.”

“Alice, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Bette.”

They stared at each other for a long moment before Bette leaned even closer, her breath brushing across Alice’s cheek.

“Now’s the time for you to test out my name, Alice,” she whispered.

“Well let me make this easy. I don’t need the Jack… So you have a place in mind, Bette?”

Bette was momentarily speechless. True she had come here with the intention of picking up some one, but she hadn’t really thought out as to the when and the where of it.

She was a little rusty at this, she thought with a wry twist of her lips.

“Actually yeah,” Bette said and slid off her stool. She pulled out a fifty and placed it on the bar and held out a hand to Alice. “I do know a place.”

“Well then…take me to bed or lose me forever, Maverick!”

Bette arched a brow.

“I suppose next you’ll want me to play my Top Gun soundtrack with Take My Breath Away on a repeated loop?”

“Are you saying I’m reckless in my regard for eighties circa 1986 movies? In Top Gun? In She’s Lost that Loving Feeling?” Alice actually sang the last part.

Bette couldn’t help but grin and shake her head. She had never had a conversation such as this before. Not before taking some one to bed. Never as a seduction.

Maybe she’d been missing out, she thought as she leaned into Alice cupping her cheek and brushing her lips against Alice’s. She kissed her then, slowly, at her leisure to taste and explore.

“When I fly I’ll have you know that my crew and my plane come first. And you know Alice? I can even add that little fist pump he does,” she whispered easing back slightly.

“No…what was I saying again?” Alice whispered flicking her tongue out along Bette’s bottom lip, nibbling on it.

“Take me to bed or lose me forever,” Bette murmured wrapping an arm around Alice’s waist and moving them from the bar towards the exit.

“Yeah… yeah. Do that.”

“Gonna.”