"Sorry!" Connie's apology came out as a blurt when the pixie-like blonde bumped into her. She was already moving onto the bus by then, followed by a crowd. The driver waved Riley aboard, Maybe there wasn't going to be room, but since the alternative was to let them camp out at the airport, he didn't have it in him to say no. The group had to make as much room as possible so they were all fairly squeezed in. Connie, Molly, Heather, and Riley were all squeezed together into one corner as a little knot. "Cozy, isn't it?" Constance smiled as she asked, and then added, "Hey! It's you!" brightly to the blonde she had bumped into before. "Well since we're all packed together, I'm Connie. Nice to meet you all. Though I'm sure the circumstances could be a lot better, couldn't they?"<br/><br/>The snow fell from the sky, creating a heavenly effect out the window. But when it hit the ground, it made a gray hellish slush. Accordingly, The courtesy van drove slowly and carefully through the snow covered streets. It was safer, but the pace was maddening. All Constance could do was watch the buildings go by as the lights illuminated the mass of people on the bus. She had the relative advantage of knowing where they were and how long it was going to take them, but it was relatively cold comfort. She could at least try and help the others. "I know we're going slowly, but we'll make it in about five minutes. That's the beauty of airport hotels - they're close to the airport." She gave a warm smile, the combined product of genetics, a generally sunny disposition, and many years of practice in the passenger cabins of countless jets.