Shanan London smiles in amusement, raising her glass to sip from it. Turning slightly on her stool, she faces toward him, "It is possible... though not likely."<br/><br/>Murphy shrugs, nodding in agreement, " I'm hoping you're right, just to save me some hassle"<br/><br/>Shanan London nods, smiling, "What is the job you're applying for?"<br/><br/>Murphy pulls out a small piece of paper with small writing on it, "Assistant for an executive manager.. At least it's a foot in the door," he says as he slips the note back into his pocket. "Why are you heading to the grand island of Japan?"<br/><br/>Shanan London answers with a soft tone, devoid of inflection... a tone of boredom. "Potential new business merger... Large investors in Tokyo." She shrugs.<br/><br/>Murphy gives her a nod of understanding, taking one more sip of his drink. He realized that his drink was now empty, save for a few cubes of ice. "Sounds like you've done this before."<br/><br/>Shanan London chuckles, sipping from her own nearly empty glass, "You could say that..."<br/><br/>Murphy takes a look at his watch, careful of the time. "Looks like it's about 2:15. If we casually walk to the gate now, we won't have any problem getting in on time"<br/><br/>Shanan London nods, flipping the case of her tablet closed and stowing it in her wheeled carry-on, the extent of her luggage. "I was just thinking the same thing."<br/><br/>Murphy slowly stood up, securing his green backpack with his left hand, using the table as a crutch to maneuver around the odd seat of his. "I'm ready to go when you are."  He replied, a hint of awkwardness in his voice<br/><br/>Shanan London deftly slides off the stool, then stoops to pull out the handle of her rolling suitcase, then turns to face him. "I was born ready." she chuckles.<br/><br/>Murphy nods in a sense of approval, with an amused smile on his face. "Now if only I was born to be wild." He steps away from the table, backpack in hand.<br/><br/>ShananLondon nods, stepping around the bar stool and moving out of the small bar. Turning, she heads toward their terminal and begins a walking. "There are days when I wish video conferencing could replace face to face meetings..."<br/><br/>Murphy begins walking alongside Shanan, trying his best to stay next to her and not trail behind her, as he usually would. "I probably would have opted for the same, if it weren't for the free travel. But you've probably been through this kind of stuff more than the average person, I'm guessing"<br/><br/>Shanan London nods, stepping around a gabbling group of tourists, arguing about their tickets. The sound of screaming children threatened to drown out her voice and she increased her volume to compete, "I have, indeed... Traveling is a large part of my job."<br/><br/>Murphy weaves in and out of groups, stepping closer just to hear her, his volume habitually rising to best the crowds "Not home too often, I take it?"<br/><br/>Shanan London shakes her head, "On the contrary, I am home quite often, as I have decided to consider the airport my primary residence."<br/><br/>Murphy let out a small laugh, almost tripping over a child's toy as he did. "As long as you're not applying for a mail box here, you should be fine"<br/><br/>Shanan London suddenly stops in her tracks. An instant later, a string of luggage carts clatters as it rolls past. She pauses to allow it to past. "They have postage boxes for that." She tries to keep a straight face, glancing over at him.<br/><br/>Murphy wasn't so aware of his surroundings, stopping about a foot before he would have been ran over. "I hear that takes too many frequent flier miles to afford though" he replied as he looked back at her with a smile<br/><br/>Shanan London plants the suitcase beside her and runs a finger through her hair, eyes moving about disinterestedly as she takes in their surroundings. "Flier miles are hardly worth the trouble for anyone who doesn't travel for business. It is useful to me, however." When the string of carts finally passes, she begins walking again, weaving around groups of travelers.<br/><br/>Murphy backs up while the carts make their way past, dodging toys and passengers alike. "Hopefully I don't end up with a collection of them by the end of the year, but who knows?" As he makes a right turn, the gate not too far along now. It appeared to not be boarding quite yet, but damn close. "Good timing, eh?"<br/><br/>Shanan London smiles, nodding in agreement, "Couldn't have timed it better if we tried." Her eyes scan the area and she spots a pair of chairs near the window overlooking the tarmac. Heading that way, she continued the conversation, "It wouldnt' necessarily be a bad thing if you did..."<br/><br/>Murphy tried to find a couple empty seats, but apparently Shanan had already honed in on some, walking toward them. "They could be a free way to a vacation one of these days"<br/><br/>Shanan London nods, "Exactly." She wheels her suitcase next to the chair and leaves it there. Folding neatly, she seats herself next to the window and idly watches as the luggage is loaded onto the plane below. "I always use mine that way. Its how I know I'm due for some time off... when I have enough miles to go somewhere tropical."<br/><br/>Murphy smiles, admiring the heat waves coming off of the tarmac. "About how many miles do you need for that? Could be something for me to save up for later"<br/><br/>Shanan London shrugs, turning to pull her ticket from the front pocket of her case, "Depends where you are going, and where you are starting the journey from."<br/><br/>Murphy notices her movement, getting her ticket, and he pulls his ticket from his shirt pocket "Seat 5A. I'm either getting on close to first, or close to last. I don't remember how this airline works"<br/><br/>Shanan London examines her ticket, "Hmmm... 7I... so, I'm on the other side of the plane.... but we'll both be on relatively soon."<br/><br/>Murphy nodded at her statement "Maybe we can grab a bite to eat when we land, if you happen to have enough time that is..." He started getting a little nervous again. He was simply asking an acquaintance to join him for a meal, yet he felt like high school all over again. That was the only thing he knew to compare it to, and it was awful.<br/><br/>Shanan London stands as the boarding call sounds over her head,"I'll have more than enough time. We'll be landing obsenely early in the morning, local time... and my meeting is not until noon."<br/><br/>Murphy smiled, a bit relieved at her response, standing up a second or two later "Then our only problem will be waiting for something to open before your meeting." He noticed a line being formed. "Just pray it's not some sad place called "Crash Land Cafe." He chuckled lightly<br/><br/>Shanan London blinks over at him, a strange feeling in her stomache, but she says nothing to indicate the words effected her. "Oh, I think you'll be surprised just how much of Tokyo will be alive and throbbing at such an early hour." she moves to take a place in line, wheeling her case with her, assuming he will follow.<br/><br/>Murphy followed her to the line, a strange sensation touching him after he made that comment. He shrugged it off. "Maybe I'm just too used to American culture to see anything open except maybe a drive-thru at some fast food joint"<br/><br/>Shanan London progresses through the line relatively quickly. After handing her ticket to the attendant, she steps into the extended sleeve that led to the plane.<br/><br/>Murphy was next in line, handing his ticket to the attendant and walking through what he saw as "The tube to the plane." After getting onto the plane, he bid Shanan a small farewell. "Until next time, which will be a few hours, hopefully." Finding his seat, he sat down, waiting for departure<br/><br/>Shanan London nods and smiles pleasantly, extending a hand to shake his. After parting ways, she finds her seat and settles in with her tablet, ready for a long night.