Bette slowly headed towards the front of the gallery to meet her new customer. Great! Maybe helping someone pick out some art and listen to their opinions on things will help take my mind off of Tina. When she arrived in the main gallery there was no one around. Strange. Maybe they have already started to browse without me.

Tina began to get anxious. What if it really is her? What do I say? Sorry, saw your name hanging on a gallery and was just curious as to whether it belonged to the same Bette Porter that spilt coffee all over my trousers?!? What on Earth was I thinking? Ive got to get out of here. Like she will even remember me anyway. ***** woman like her probably has men falling at her feet wherever she is. Ill just sneak out before

Bette turned right to look down and see if anyone was there. She didnt see a thing but thought she heard something. Might as well get a closer look she thought. She carried on walking and came across a young woman with her back to Bette, staring intently at one of Bettes favourite pieces.
Amazing picture isnt it? This one is my favourite.
Tina froze. She recognised that deep, ***** voice. It really is her! Her heart began to beat faster, butterflies flew into the pit of her stomach and her breathing began to become an issue. Breathe Kennard breathe. Im sure she would love you passed out on the floor. If only she would take a few steps back from me. I might be able to function properly. Bette started to become worried. The woman in front of her hadnt moved an inch since she had stood behind her and spoken. She has an amazing body. Wonder what she looks like from the front. What is happening to me today? Two girls have managed to get under my skin. How is that possible? Maybe Im just going insane. Yes, that must be it. She still hasnt moved yet though. Maybe I offended her somehow.
Excuse me Miss. Are you ok? Asked Bette, worry lining her voice.
Tina, realising the worry in Bettes voice, quickly tried to find out what had happened to her own. Speak girl, speak Erm, yeah I think Im fine. I just love this piece so much. Guess I got slightly carried away. Sorry if I worried you. Good save thought Tina.
Just as long as youre ok. My name is Bette Porter by the way. Would you like the grand tour? Tina slowly began to turn to face Bette. Well here goes nothing. The big moment of truth.
That would be great. Thanks. Replied Tina with a slight grin on her face. Her grin soon began to turn into a smile as she looked and saw Bettes facial expression. So she does remember me then. Im so glad I decided to come in here.

Bette realised she was still stood staring at Tina with her mouth hanging open, gawping in surprise. Term I mean Tina. Huh. Wow. Was all Bette could manage. She quickly stood back up straight and tried regain her composure. Placing her right hand on the small of Tinas back, trying to ignore the shocks running throughout her body at the contact, and signalled with her left hand where they would be heading to next. Shall we? They both turned to look at each other at the same time and held each others gaze, letting out nervous giggles at the same time. Ok, replied Tina and they set off to explore the art world together.