“Dana,” Lara pats on the athlete’s shoulder. “That’s not nice.”

“Come on, babe; don’t tell me you’re not thinking about it.”

“Al? Alice?” Bette says annoyingly.

“Yeah?” Alice asks cowardly.

“Aren’t you going to say something?”

As if an immature young kid, Alice swallows down the lump in her throat, playing with her fingers, her face unable to hide the guilt.

“Kennard…”

Out of her expectation, Tina smiles, like Dana, she offers her hand to her old classmate.

“Long time no see, Alice.”

Alice looks at the blonde’s hand, suddenly doesn’t know what to say.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah, it’s been a long time.”

Bette shakes her head, she cannot believe how embarrassing Alice’s reaction is, at least she’s not howling or shouting, yet her old friend is not talking, it’s still not a good sign, maybe worse.

“Wha…how…”

“How did we get together?” Bette helps her finish the word, she looks at her lover, obviously struggling for words, she doesn’t want to say something that might upset the blonde. “Well…um…”

“It’s a long story.” Tina takes over the brunette’s word softly, saving the detective from the awkwardness.

Normally, people will get the hint when someone says ‘It’s a long story.’, meaning the person wants to cut off the topic, others will get the hint and stop asking.

However, Alice is Alice, she doesn’t seem to want to let go off the newly joined couple, she folds her arm in front of her chest, with a dismissive demeanor.

“We surely have all night.”

By Bette’s touch, she can feel the detective’s whole body is tensing up and switching into protective mode. Tina gently grips onto Bette’s hand, telling her to calm down, that everything is going to be alright.

Bette takes a deep breath, she really does want to give her old friend a punch, but her lover says no, so she will fulfill Tina’s wish, remaining peaceful.

“I’m sorry, Alice, but it’ll probably take three days to tell the entire story,” Tina says calmly, and gentle. “I promise that we will tell it when the day comes.”

Alice tempts to retort, she smothers the words that rise to her lips when she sees the murderous look shooting from Bette.

“Fine,” The journalist raises up both of her hands, doing a surrender pose. “I won’t ask, that’s none of my business, right? But there’s one more thing I need to clarify…how the heck did you know my girlfriend?”