Nora sighed, shaking her head to his clarifying question. She didn’t fly very often at all. In fact, she had a bit of vertigo and a fear of heights. Not that she wanted to share that information with a total stranger, who also happened to be a bit of a jerk. His charming smile was nearly enough to disarm her, but then he had to mention her anxiety medication again.<br/><br/>Her gaze narrowed at him as she prepared to go on the defensive again, except the medication was doing its job and started making her much more relaxed.<br/><br/>He smiled at her and reached across the way with his hand, as he introduced himself and asked for her name in turn. She had a suspicious sort of look on her face as she hesitantly reached out to take hold of his hand and gently pump it twice, in a handshake. “Nora Raegan.” She released his hand shortly afterward.<br/><br/>“I’m not sure about starting off on the wrong foot. I’m a big believer in first impressions.” She let him know, just as the stewardess walked over and asked for their orders. Naturally, she turned to Mark first, all but drooling at him as she took his order. It took her a few moments too long to turn around and take Nora’s order, but she eventually did.<br/><br/>“I’ll have thai barbecue chicken, but instead of rice, can I get that with the roasted red potatoes?” She asked, sucking on her lower lip for a moment, as the stewardess seemed to think over her response. “Sure, we can do that for you.” The woman in uniform said. “Thank you!” Nora squeaked out appreciatively. “Did you want an appetizer and dessert as well?” She asked Nora. “Yes, please.” Nora grinned. After that, she and Mark were left alone again.