Tina followed her line of sight, and caught the end of Angelica's yawn. "Honey, you're tired?"

Angelica yawned again.

"I guess that answers your question," Bette laughed.

Tina smiled, and glanced at her watch. "Oh, no wonder. This is probably the latest she's been out."

Bette glanced at her own timepiece. 830. "Oh, God, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize--"

Tina and Angelica watched in confusion as Bette suddenly stood up, and began to gather their things.

"Bette, what are you doing?" Tina asked.

Bette stopped, and turned to them. "I'm rushing and you're not. Why aren't you rushing?"

Tina tilted her head in Angelica's direction. "I want her to actually get sleepy."

Bette slowly returned to her seat. "Huh?"

"Give her a few more minutes, she'll start falling asleep. We can leave then." Tina said. "She's a better passenger then."

"Okay," Bette glanced at Angelica, who had abandoned her mashed potato. "Do you want dessert?"

"Sure," Tina nodded.

"Great." Bette smiled. "Anything special in mind?"

"Surprise me."

"I can do that." Bette grinned. "I'll be right back."

Tina and Angelica watched her leave her seat, and make her way to the dessert counter.

Tina turned to Angelica, taking the bowl of mashed potato from the child. "How were Aunts Alice and Helena, did they give you any trouble, baby?"

Angelica murmured something. She was tired, but not quite sleepy, gaging from the way she still looked around her, marvelling at all the people. She turned back to her mother.

"So, clearly that no-dating policy doesn't apply tonight, because, well, this isn't a date." Tina told Angelica.

Angelica actually laughed at this. Okay, not outright laughter, but that baby-laugh that melted Tina's heart.

"That's not funny." Tina frowned at her, although a part of her had to admit, it was funny that Angelica, who shouldn't really understand much, had a better perspective of this situation that she did. She smiled faintly, tangling her fingers in her daughter's soft, curly hair. "How did I live without you?"

Angelica smiled at her, reminding Tina how much the child resembled her other mother. Tina gazed wondrously at her daughter, and thought of how this was going to pan out with Bette.

Later, after dinner and dessert, and Angelica finally falling asleep, Bette and Tina stood together by Tina's car, once again finding themselves in the parking lot, this time at the back of The Planet.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" Bette asked, holding a sleeping Angelica in her arms.

Tina nodded, retrieving her keys from her purse. "Five-thirty?"

"Maybe six, I think I have a meeting at four."

Tina nodded. "Okay."

Angelica stirred in Bette's arms.

Bette held her daughter closer. "Thank you."

"For?" Tina asked, opening the passenger side door, and placing the baby bag inside.

"Dinner." Bette smiled. "It was... fun."

"It was." Tina agreed, fixing everything in the car before turning back to Bette to take Angelica.

Bette hugged Angelica tightly, kissing her cheek lightly. "Goodnight, my Angel."

Angelica sleepily murmured, "mama," then went back to sleep.

Bette and Tina glanced at each other, surprise, amusement and utter adoration for their child evident in both their expressions.

"That's going to be confusing," Tina noted.

"Who cares," Bette grinned, again planting a kiss on her daughter's cheek before she handed the sleeping child to Tina, who placed her in the baby car seat.

With that done, the two women stood together awkwardly.

"She's growing up pretty fast, isn't she?" Bette asked.

"Yeah." Tina nodded. "A scary prospect, if you ask me."

"Scarier than her growing up to be like Alice?" Bette teased.

"Okay, that'll be a nightmare," Tina conceded. "But I don't think I'll ever be ready to let her go."

Bette glanced at Angelica, then at Tina. "I can understand that."

Tina smiled. "Well, thank you for dinner."

Bette nodded, and stepped back. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yup." Tina replied.

Then she grabbed the back of Bette's neck and pulled her closer, finally doing what she'd wanted to for three months already.

Except that didn't happen: they continued to stand there, letting the awkward tension continue.

"So I'm gonna go," Tina finally said, moving to the driver's side of the car.

Bette nodded. "Yeah." She closed the passenger car door, and watched as Tina got into the car.