Ann gasped, "of course not. I don't know the first thing about airplanes."Bob took her hand and pulled her out of her seat, "Come on. Landings and tak...offs are hard but it's not hard keeping it on the straight and level. Come on and try it. It'll give you something to hold over Brenda's head."They walked to the front of the airplane. Bob explained that Ann would like to learn how to fly the plane and the pilot smiled and got out of his seat. He pushed Ann toward the seat and she resisted. " Yoshi sobbed, eying the pair of 'newcomers' sadly. "But we just shot to minus ten on the dog-o-meter!"A few feet away, Michele had been helping Tony unpack and arranged his lenses over the last ten minutes, smiling fondly every time he would moan about the light, temperature, or yet again the absence of blossoms."Always the perfectionist!" Michele mused, taking genuine pleasure working with him as always. Time was rumors used to buzz that the two of them were more than just 'professionally'. But something was bothering her. Something was missing. Rachel narrowed her eyes and glanced around. What was it? What was miss-? Her eyes shot wide and she felt her stomach fall. Her purse. Rachel had left the party in such a confused and emotional rush that she had forgotten to grab all her belongings. She had left her purse on the couch where she, Brad, and Matt had been sitting. She cursed herself. She had once locked her purse in her car so she had started the habit of keeping her car. ..And if he wasn't going freaking senial he'd.." "Nikki!" Kaylyn interupted. "He's comin over here." Oh yay." Nikki mumbled. "Nicole!" A Balding white haired barrel of a man wearing wrinkled kahkis and a bad wool sweater rounded the corner. "Hey Backlund!" They faked in unison.Looking down at her and ignoring their greeting, he continued. "You Miss Hichs, have to make a hop to the tropics." "What?? I didin't recieved anything on our clients in the the trop.." I know you didn't. It's a.