But, ooh, you don't seem to mind
Ooh, don't go telling everybody, and
We'll overlook this supposed crime
"Betsy???" Kitty's mouth dropped open in shock. Betsy was sitting on the couch with Pietro, curled up in his lap, watching TV. Lance came in behind her, shutting the door.
"Pietro????" He cried when he saw the scene before him. "I thought you were going out! Where's Fred and Todd?"
"They went to the city for the day," Pietro said, annoyed. "What the hell is she doing here?"
"What the hell is Betsy doing here?" Lance shot back.
"And I have a name, you know," Kitty put her hands on her hips.
"Yeah, whatever." Pietro rolled his eyes. He pointed at Lance. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
"So do you!" Lance cried.
"Will you two shut up?" Betsy said, exasperated. "Kitty, how long have you been with this guy?"
"Um, few months," Kitty blushed. "You?"
"Pietro asked me to come over today." Betsy pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Okay, that's settled, we'll keep this between us." She shot the boys a look. "See? Resolved. You men make things too complicated." Kitty giggled and took Lance's hand. He sighed, and smiled.
"You hungry, Kitten?"