Tina felt like a fish that had suddenly been launched out of its bowl and she opened and closed her mouth in shock a couple of times before she just settled on clamping it shut. If she kept it open, she would probably keep cussing and that would really fuck with the sweet, innocent virginal persona she had maintained all throughout high school, which... really hadn't been what she was like at all. In fact, she resented trapping herself in that mindset for so long back then because she had been scared to be herself, but these days, as a cop who qualified in the NYPD, she was far from anything innocent and blushing. One could even say that, with the things she had experienced, she could well have earned a ticket to hell over the past few years. And she had no fucks to give about that. "I'm trying to get laid! What the hell are you doing here?!" she countered and then when a hot red-head walked by in leather pants, Tina's head turned to cop a perve at her ass appreciatively.

Then she looked at Santana again. Santana's sexuality was no secret these days, but Tina's was, and she realised just being in this particular nightclub was pretty much outing herself. She straightened her shoulders a little and then had to give a slight sigh. There was no point trying to deny anything because that would go against her grain and new resolve to live her life however she wanted without the restraints of a supposed perfect little marriage. "I like pussy, okay? I would give you the secret lesbian handshake, but I know there isn't one because that's so dudish, so yeah..."