Alice leaned in and whispered, “Look, Marina’s sponsoring us ok guys…I don’t want to let her down. It’s for the planet. She needs all the help she can get, what with Francesca leaving her and all. She could lose this joint if we don’t do something to help her out. I mean, if this place gets shacked, where will we get our coffee? Huh?”

Bette: “Starbucks?”

Shane laughed.

Alice: “Starbucks? Where’s the loyalty? Where is it? Huh? This is the PLANET you guys! Not some corporate conglomerate chain with bitter coffee and tubes of caramel! We need this place to stay in business…if not for our own selfish reasons, well then at least for Marina’s.”

They all looked over and saw Marina crying at the coffee bar while Jenny consoled her. The constant stream of sobs coming from the American Indi…no, French…no, Span…whatever, hotty, began to actually pull at their heartstrings.

Lara: “Aw, I’ll help. And besides, it sounds like fun.”

Dana: “Uh, yeah, I’ll help too.”

Alice: “Well, well…look who changed her tune!”

Shane: “Oh hey, I’m in. I do like my double shots…and I hate caramel.”

Tina bit on her lip as she casually looked over at Bette, who, by the way, hadn’t stopped shaking her head in a “NO fucking way” type fashion since the whole plan began spilling out of Alice’s mouth.

Tina: “It does sound like fun. And it is for a good cause Bette.”

Everyone leaned in and waited for the answer, followed by a shot of Tina’s cleavage, followed by Bette giving in and succumbing to all of Alice’s wicked demands.

Bette: “This is the last time Tina!”

Tina: “I know Bette…(whispering) whatever you say sucker…”

Alice walked out from the back room and as she approached the table, she threw down the blueprints, rolling them out till the entire table was…well, blue.

Alice: “Ok, here’s a rough draft of my vision. Well, it’s enough so you’ll get an idea of what I’m going for anyways.”

Bette: “You had fucking blueprints made? What the hell are we building?”

Tina: “This does seem like a bit much Alice.”

Shane and Dana’s heads tilted off to the side and at the same time as Shane started to laugh; Dana slapped her hand over her mouth. “Is that a fucking penis Alice? A PENIS… Alice? I’m Dana Fairbanks, Lesbian Tennis Player and you want me to ride a penis through the Weho Gay Pride Parade?”

Alice: “Cool huh? It’s to show that we’re down with diversity…our gay brothers, me being bisexual…and hey, there’s a vagina on the top…see?”

Tina: “That’s disgusting Alice!”

Dana: “I’m not riding a bisexual float through Weho…I’m Dana Fair…”

Alice: “Fairbanks, Lesbian Tennis Player…yeah, I know Dane. But this isn’t just a bisexual float Dana. It represents ALL of the gay community. See, there’s a leather boy corner, and a Butch/Femme side, Transgender, Bois and Twinkies, oh, and my favorite, DRAG QUEENS!! See, it’s going to be fun!”

Shane: “How big is the float going to be?”

Alice leaned in and whispered in Bette’s ear. “And I reserved a little piece for our Type ‘A’ professional minded power lesbian’s. Just to show that I’m lookin out for ya!”

Alice stood up and continued, “Oh and Tina, look, Mom’s to be, complete with fold down changing tables! Huh, huh… HA, this is going to rock!”

Bette: “Well let this be a lesson to you Tina. When I get a bad feeling about something, you need to keep your cans in your shirt and listen to me!”

Shane: “I’m in!”

Lara: “How are we going to make it? It looks like we need a lot of stuff.”

Alice: “Got most of it covered, the only thing we need is a car to build the float on top of and unfortunately, the Mini’s a little small. We need something a little bigger and…Ha, convertible of course.”

Alice put her hand up to her mouth and pretended to think really hard. “Who do we know with a convertible? Hmmmm….that’s a toughy…”

Alice walked over, still pretending to be deep in thought, and threw her arm around Tina as Bette looked on.