She approached the painting, knowing that Tina would be thrilled.

Well, well, Bette Porter, an unwelcome voice said from behind her. *****. Fae Buckley.

*****! thought Bette. Just what I need to make this evening complete.

Surely youre not into paintings that dont involve desecrating Our Lord? she continued sarcastically.

Hello Ms Buckley, Bette responded coolly. She wasnt going to rise to any baiting tonight. Not from Helena ***** Peabody or Fae ***** Buckley.

Before the discussion could progress any further, Bettes torture continued as that snotty British accent cut in.

Bette, how lovely to see you this evening.

Bette wondered whether she could plead justifiable double homicide.

She turned to see Helenas octopus like embrace enfolding Tina, and that anticipated *****-faced smug smile.

I was wondering if you were going to be here. Lovely show isnt it?

Bette didnt trust herself to speak so just nodded, trying not to look at Tina at all. She had almost come to terms with Tina dating her, but that was before they had made love at Tinas apartment. Now, Bette just couldnt bear the thought of Helenas rich ***** hands on her wife. It might be irrational when they werent a couple any more, but at least they were seeing each other again. She was trying not to expect too much, but was hopeful for the first time in many months. If only it wasnt Helena she was dating.

She was brought out of her teeth grinding by Tinas gasp.

Oh my God! she breathed. Tina was staring at the painting in wonder. I..I love this! And even better, she actually pulled out of Helenas grasp to approach it.

Ms Peabody, Fae Buckley moved in on Helena. Bette decided she kind of liked the old bigot. Im Fae Buckley, I was wondering if I could talk to you about the Christian Alliance Consortium

Helena was trapped for the moment, and she knew it. She glared at Bette over Fae Buckleys shoulder, and Bette couldnt resist a grin before turning to Tina and the Dali.

I had no idea this would be here, Tina was saying quietly.

Bette took a few steps nearer to her. Tina had her hair down tonight, and the scent of it wafted over Bettes senses as she approached her from behind.