As he came back to the world and sleep faded from him he could hear and feel his new assistant waking him up.  He opened his eyes and thought that he could get used to the site of waking to such a pretty face.  “I’m up.  Normally the pilot will call back when it is time to get up and buckled in for landing.  But I’m up so I will take a quick shower and get my bed head under control.”<br/><br/>When she moved away and went back to the main cabin, he got up and moved to take a quick shower and put on some fresh clothes.  He could take a real shower at the hotel but still wanted to look good when he arrived.  Wearing jeans and a sweater, he slipped into the chair and buckled in when the pilot came on and said, “Mr. Richards we will be landing in five minutes.”<br/><br/>A smile crossed his lips to say, “I told you so,” but he was happy to have showered and was feeling fresh to meet the day.  Taking the six-hour time change and the eight-hour flight, their evening take off equated to a late morning arrival.  Soon after touching down, they were in a car and heading to the Belmond Grand in Taormina.  They would be having a business lunch in his suite.<br/><br/>The presidential suite had two bedrooms, and a large living area with a dining room, living room and patio.  Linda had booked the rooms, ordered the meals and now it was turned over to Mark and now Abigail to make sure that everything else went smoothly.  Since Abigail was just starting out, Mark asked for her passport and handed them to the desk clerk along with his credit card.  They were escorted to the suite and shown all the amenities.  Their guests would be arriving in about three hours.