It was far easier to pack bags than to carry them and Sue was learning quickly the meaning of damsel-in-distess. With a duffle bag over her shoulder and a suitcase in hand-not to mention the ones on the train still-the blonde stumbled to the platform. "Here you go ma'am," the gentlemen who had been so gracious to help her on the train, dumped the rest ofher bags besides her. He probably would have stayed to help if she hadn't insisted she had someone waiting for; her boyfriend she claimed with a easy smile. Oh was it too much to expect Reed to remember she was coming back from California today? How much easier could she make it? Sue had taken the train from the airport instead of him having to fight traffic to come for her. She figured she was worth remembering...well if a new discovery was made, she would always be second place.
Gathering up the bags in her arms and shoulders like a pack mule, the Invisible Woman struggled through the heavy traffic of Christmas travellers comiing home for the holidays. Bumped and bruised, she finally made it to a bench where she plopped down her numerous items and pulled a cellphone from her purse, sending off a text to the mad scientist himself. With that done, she sank on to the cool metal and pushed her glasses up on her nose. Perhaps she could try for a tazi?