"I didn't say anything before because I didn't want to hurt Terri's feelings," said Leslie. "But you're the one I want to be with." Leslie Bennington and Janet were alone together in the apartment. Terri was at work, and Jack was at the Regal Beagle with a date.

"I'm flattered," Janet replied. "But at the same time, I feel just a little guilty."

"No need to feel guilty at all." Leslie grinned. "Terri's a nice girl, but she just doesn't make my heart beat faster the way you do."

"I'm gonna have to tell her somehow." The brunette frowned. "But how?"

"We'll tell her together," Leslie offered.

"She should be off work in a couple of hours," said Janet. "Can you hang around until then?"

"No problem at all. I'd be happy to." Leslie leaned back on the sofa and held his arms out to Janet, and she leaned back against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Hey, relax!" He laughed as he massaged her shoulders. "You're all tense!"

"Sorry." Janet giggled nervously. "I'm just not exactly used to being alone with such a handsome, charming, desirable man."

Leslie blushed slightly at the compliment. "Well, I promise to be a complete gentleman."

"Oh, I trust you," Janet replied. "I'm just not sure I trust myself."

"I'm sure everything will be fine," Leslie assured her.

"So, tell me what it was like to perform before the Queen," said Janet. "I've never met royalty before."

"Oh, it was jolly grand!" Leslie exclaimed. "I was so flattered when I heard that she wanted to see me perform. I thought I was going to absolutely die of nervousness, but the whole thing went off swimmingly, and the entire royal family loved the show."

"So why did they never invite you back?" asked Janet.

"It was a tremendous honor just to be invited once," Leslie replied. "Do you have any idea how many ventriloquists there are in London dreaming of performing before the Queen?"

"I guess not," said Janet. "But didn't that at least help your career?"

"Not enough. I knew that Los Angeles was the real land of opportunity."

Janet snorted. "You call Sammy's 'opportunity'?"

"It won't be forever, Janet. A better gig will come along soon, I know."

"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound judgmental."

"That's all right. I don't even look at the girls, really. I just do my act and leave."

Janet knew that he was probably fibbing about not looking at the dancers, but she didn't mind. Any normal red-blooded man would look at them.

The were still chatting comfortably when Terri arrived home from the hospital several hours later. "Boy, what a night!" she exclaimed as she entered the apartment, a look of dismay quickly registering on her face at the sight of Leslie and Janet cuddling together on the sofa. "So, you two..." She motioned back and forth between the two of them.

"We wanted to tell you together," said Leslie. "You're a nice girl, Terri, but Janet's the woman who rocks my world."

"Oh, I see. Well, in that case, I guess the best woman won. Congratulations, Janet." Terri flounced into the bedroom the two girls shared.

"I hurt her." Leslie looked indisputably guilty.

"She'll get over it," Janet said lightly. "She's had her heart broken dozens of times just in the time we've been living here."

"And now I've broken it again," said Leslie.

Just then Jack arrived home from his date. "How did it go?" Janet asked him.

"Pretty good," Jack replied. "You two sure look cozy."

"We just told Terri," said Janet. "I think she's pretty upset. Perhaps it would help if you talked to her. You know, cheer her up a little."

"I'll see what I can do," said Jack, heading for the girls' bedroom.