Alice noticed how other people were giving them looks. She realized that Bette was feigning all this time. She quickly came up with scheme to embarrass Bette. Suppressing a grin, she yelled out loud, “OH GOODNESS ME! DID YOU JUST SAY YOU’RE NOT WEARING ANY PANTIES?”

Almost instantly, people surrounding them turned to look for this person who wasn’t wearing any panties. Some butch standing nearby checked Bette out, giving her a wolf whistle. Bette’s eyes widened at Alice’s statement and that wolf whistling butch. She quickly grabbed Alice’s wrist and yanked her to the bar.

“What the hell, Al.” Bette spat, obviously embarrassed by what had just happened.

“Bananas?” Alice shot back.

“Okay, fine. Fine. You win.” Bette rolled her eyes. Bette made a mental note to never fool around with Alice if she didn’t want to be embarrassed in other ways.

“Hah!” Alice grinned. “But seriously, you really really do like her a lot right? No wait, don’t answer that cos I know you’re going to deny it.”

Alice rambled on as Bette tried to get the attention of the busy bartender. Bette hated to admit it but Alice was spot on. She really likes Helena and even more as she got to know her better. She just couldn’t decide whether to act on it.

What if Helena didn’t feel the same way? That would jeopardize their friendship and make things so awkward now that they are roommates.

“Hello gorgeous,” The pretty dark-haired bartender asked, snapping Bette out of her own thoughts.

“How are you doing this evening?” She asked Bette.

“I’m doing great, thank you. Yourself?” Bette responded politely.

“Not bad.” She shrugged. Leaning forward, she propped herself on one elbow. She asked suggestively, playing with her words, “So… What can I do… I mean get for you this evening?”

Bette chuckled sheepishly, flattered that a hot bartender was hitting on her. “Could you just get me six mugs beers please?”

“Sure. Anything else?” She asked with a flirty smile.

Bette turned to look at Alice, “You want anything else Al?”

“Six of shots of tequila.” Alice grinned, having a couple of drinking games in her head. She was at the same time, amazed at how girls would always throw themselves at Bette.