Tina walked quickly to the front of the club. She hadn’t meant to be late, but she had the hardest time finding something to wear. She made a mental note to herself to replenish her wardrobe as she had discovered there was nothing in there remotely suitable to wear on a night out. As she approached the entrance, she saw Sandy and a couple of girls from the office waiting by the door.

“Wow, Tina, you look great!” Sandy said as Tina now stood in front of them. “A lot different than what you wear at the office, that’s for sure.”

Tina sighed and was glad that someone at least thought she looked good. She only hoped Bette would think the same thing. “Thanks, Sandy. I’m really glad you invited me out tonight.”

“No problem, Tina. Shall we go in?”

Tina nodded in response and the girls headed inside. As soon as the doors opened Tina could feel her bones rattle with the beat of the music. They rhythm sounded as if it were her own heartbeat beating throughout her body. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she scanned over the crowd, hoping to find the face she’d been longing to see all day. Stop. Just there. Seated at a table in a dimly lit corner of the club sat Bette Porter. Tina couldn’t believe how she could look even more beautiful than she did just that morning. She continued to stare until she was pulled out of her thoughts once again by Sandy.

“Tina, are you okay?” Sandy asked.

Shaking her head, Tina looked at Sandy and smiled “Yeah, I’m fine Sandy. Why don’t we get a table?”

Sandy followed Tina through the crowd to find an empty table, but before she took off was able to glance in the direction Tina had been staring in. Spotting the dark haired beauty, Sandy inwardly chuckled. Ah, Tina.. I had a feeling about you.

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Unknown to Tina, Bette had been following her every move since she had walked into the club.

Unknown to Bette, Alice had been watching her every move.

“So, Porter, you gonna ask her to dance? Or at least buy her a drink?” Alice asked.

Bette turned to face Alice, not quite hearing everything she said. “What? Who?”