Sometimes things move quickly, and sometimes they don't move at all; it's more that Betty needs the reminder that for once, she doesn't necessarily know what's best. The girlfriends thing, the first kiss thing, she's on some shaky ground here. Ruth isn't really like anyone else she knows. She can't predict Ruth the way she can other people, not in this, so hurtling forward may not be optimal.

"I couldn't risk it," gravely, leaning in, not altogether serious. In November, Betty had still been coming to terms with the idea that Ruth liked her. Sure that she did, then positive she didn't. She'd thought maybe she could get over it, but then hadn't even tried. "I had to be sure I was completely irresistible before trying. But then it turned out you were."