"The sooner the better," Emma said. She didn't seem quite as delighted to learn about possible goats on the road. As far as she was concerned, if there were goats around, they really were going to the middle of nowhere.
"Well, let's find our car." It was Emma who eventually took lead, her large bags trailing as gracefully as they could behind her. Business had taught Emma to be a shark and she acted accordingly outside of the office, cutting through the small airport's crowd to make it to the exit. She checked behind her and found both Doctor Smith and Jean right behind her. The exit not quite too far away, Emma could just see a line of cars out on the street through large glass windows.
"So Doctor Smith," Emma said, slowing some. "What sort of doctor are you, dear?"