"A two-for-one, I like the way you think," she said, pointing a finger in his direction, which was quickly placed over his lips as he talked about the cruise ship that had broken down. "Ah, no, shhh! You will not jinx our cruise, mister!" she laughed softly, letting her hand fall back to her side.
"My sister's dream car was a sixty-seven mustang. And who doesn't want a Harley if given the choice, I mean, really." she mused, heading towards the baggage check. "They're going to frisk me, aren't they?" she said, eyeing the security guards and metal detectors and wrinkling her nose at the thought. "They should let you frisk me instead." she winked and headed over to empty her pockets and walked through the detector with ease, spinning on her heel to watch him.