After their third drink, Bette and Tina decided to leave the bar.

 "Wait." Tina laughed, holding onto Bette for support as she swayed. "I need to say goodbye to my people."

 Bette laughed at Tina’s choice of words with the help of her bourbon working its way into her system. "Your people?"

 "Fuck you." Tina laughed again, walking over to her group of colleagues.

 "I don’t think your people would appreciate you like this." Bette giggled, pulling Tina by the arm to the hallway leading to the exterior.

 "Oh really?" Tina smiled, flipping her hair out of her eyes. "But you would, I gather."

 "I definitely appreciate you like this." Bette grinned. "You won’t say no to anything like this."

 As Bette spoke, she winced, knowing that Tina would be upset and annoyed, refusing the truth. Sure enough, she felt Tina’s clutch hit her arm as she gasped, still smiling.

 "Fuck you." Tina said, trying to frown. "I’m not like that."

 While Tina pretended to be offended, Bette just laid her hand on the back of Tina’s neck, gently pulling her closer.

 "I know baby." Bette said to comfort Tina’s mind. "Now let’s catch a cab." Bette offered, breaking away from the kiss as she walked down the hall, turning partly around to watch Tina open her eyes. Seeing Bette was no longer there, she turned to look for her.

 "Right here babe." Bette laughed, raising her hand as she waited for Tina to catch up. "This is so perfect." Bette mumbled to herself as she imagined them alone that night.

 "How did you do that?" Tina asked, slowly walking beside Bette as she held her hand.

 Bette just laughed as they got outside, hailing a cab and getting in. After revealing the address, she turned her attention back to Tina.

 "You are so beautiful." Bette whispered, watching Tina drop her clutch as she climbed ontop of Bette. Bette allowed it for a moment as she felt Tina on her thigh, but reminded herself to be the responsible adult. "No babe." Bette smiled, trying to push Tina gently off of her. "Not yet." She whispered, leaning close to Tina.

 "But we’re alone." Tina said, growing hungrier for Bette as the moments passed. Bette liked Tina’s animalistic attack, but also knew that she couldn’t let Tina go wild in the cab. Tina had always been more easily influenced by alcohol, and Bette always found herself the control in the situation, but once they were behind closed doors, there was no need for control. That’s what Bette was waiting for; she looked out the window to see how much longer they’d have to wait.