When Nycki suggested going out, Hettie agreed to give it a shot, and put in her vote for a lesbian-friendly club she'd been to a few times in the past.

It was nice to be together in public, to have a few drinks and listen to some crooner go on about love.

Until some ossified bum stumbled up to them, throwing his arm over their shoulders with a leer. "Are you gals... real close?"

He stumbled right back when they each drew a piece. They laughed about it after he was tossed out, and kissed, guns dangling from their fingertips.