"Yeah, I know how that goes." Sometimes life could fly by and people only had themselves to blame if they couldn't keep up. Then again, there were also moments when it seemed to crawl. The ticket counter rolled over to number 72 but the crowd still hadn't thinned out at all.
"Hold that thought." He pitched his now empty soda bottle into the closest trash can and grabbed another out of the case. "So what's your deal?" he asked. She liked travel and excitement and she didn't looked ripped enough or straight laced to have joined the Peace Corp or something. "Adrenaline junkie? Following some rock band?"