«OK, so what’s our back-up plan?», Bette asked around, trying to keep her mind of Tina.

«What back-up plan?». Alice sounded worried.

«We can’t wait another few weeks to open, we’ve put ads in the newspapers and told all of our friends. We can’t just turn everyone around tomorrow and say come back another time. What about all the fucking food we have in the back?»

«I don’t know Bette, I think we better do as Miss Kennard said. We could be in big trouble and the city might rethink our application for the zoning», Shane said.

«Well, I’m not going to sit around and wait for the city to give us the green light. It’s not our fault that the fucking inspector fucked up in the first place. We’ll go around and have people sign some kind of petition that says they approve of our being here in case we run into a problem. This is West Hollywood, for God’s sake, who could object to a gay bar in their backyard?». Bette was pacing back and forth.

«I’m really not sure about this…». Alice looked at Shane and Dana for support.

Bette sighed. «At least let’s have our opening and then we’ll tell people that we have to take care of a minor problem and that will reopen at a later date. No one will know…»

«I know I’ll regret this, but all right. But just for tomorrow night and then we play by the rule. I’ve invested too much in this to have it blown up in my face», Alice replied.

Bette, Alice and Shane went around the block to ask people to sign the petition. At the end of the day, they had almost 100 signatures. The spent another few hours to get the place ready and after a late dinner, they went their separate ways.

Bette drove to a gay bar across town. After the stress of the day, and her encounter with Tina, she needed a good lay to let out some steam. As soon as she arrived, she spotted a cute brunette named Sara and she asked her to dance.

«Want to go back to my place ?», Bette whispered in her ear.

The girl gave her a warm smile. «Sure…». The woman followed Bette home and they didn’t waste any time on formalities. They French-kissed all the way to the bedroom and removed their clothes in a record time. Bette pushed Sara on her bed and crawled on top of her. She kissed her lips, her breasts and quickly found her wet spot. She teased Sara’s clit with her tongue, making the young woman groan with pleasure. She slid her fingers inside her and started pumping as fast as she could. Sara arched her back and came, her juices running down on Bette’s hand.