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[Feb. 15th, 2008|10:57 am] |
Where: Reagan National Airport
When: February 13, late afternoon
Who: Alistair and Marie
Alistair paced back and forth as he waited for Marie's plane to land. She'd been gone for a while and it'd been like a part of him had gone with her when she'd left. He was really anxious to see her again, his momma would have been so amused at the way her eldest son was almost jumping up and down with the anticipation of seeing his girl. He knew it was kind of hopeless to play the cool and suave restaurant owner right now, he was far too wired for that to work. He really thrown himself into work while she was gone, coming up with thirteen new dishes to serve at the restaurant, the critics were raving at the supposed 'culinary genius' he seemed to be, when he really was just hunting up the perfect meal to fix for Marie when she got back. He just *knew* she hadn't been eating well while she was gone, he hadn't been there to ensure it after all.
Just then he looked up at as he heard the airport intercom announce that her plane has safely landed. He grabbed his coat and the two flowers he'd brought for her and rushed over to where the meeting area was. |
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