“Bette Porter?”
God, she had a beautiful voice. Bette felt like she could listen to it forever.
“Yes, that’s me. I don’t think I caught your name the other night.”
“Tina Kennard.” Tina gave Bette a hand. Tina. Tina Kennard. Sounds good, nice, wonderful, perfect for this woman.

It took a while for Bette to realize that Tina was expecting her to say something. That was kinda the point of the awkwardness of this all: Bette had absolutely nothing to say.
“I… I just, wondered. We should meet again sometime.”
Fuck, Bette. What are you doing? You are absolutely not doing anything to piss Cas even more off than she already is! Well, if she doesn’t whine about this, she’ll find something else. Just go for it.

Tina didn’t say anything and Bette was already apologizing for being so rude when Tina finally opened that wonderful mouth of her and said:
“It’s fine, Bette. I’d love to. Give me your cellphone.”
“What? My cellphone?”
“So I can save my number in it.”
“Oh, of course, just a second.”

Bette was feeling the worst geek on the world. She gave Tina her cellphone and their fingers touched for a split second. Bette felt like an electric shock went through her body and she did a step backwards, afraid of the feeling it gave her to be that close to the blonde. In a world where everything was possible – in other words, a world without Cassie, she would have jumped on Tina Kennard and kissed her so passionately she wouldn’t even mind ever thinking about dating anyone again.

Dating? Of course she is with someone else, she’s with that Greek looking guy. You should leave her alone. And how are you gonna meet her anyway? There’s no way you can explain this to Cas without having her on your back.
Tina gave Bette’s cellphone back and smiled. It was as if she put there to seduce Bette, but the moment faded and Bette was in the real world again.
“I’m looking forward to it,” Tina smiled.
“To what?” Bette asked, dumbstruck.
“To see you again, of course,” Tina laughed. “Are you stoned? Living in another world?”
“I… no, I’m sorry. I can’t wait to meet you again, Tina. I’m not stoned, by the way. That period’s over.”
Great. Why don’t you tell her your life story immediately.