Sandy was bent over still in the car rummaging through her back, her perfectly rounded posterior wiggling as she checked her pack for the jillionth time.  She looked up as she heard Rita and pushed herself out of the car.<br/><br/>“Don’t tell me we have lost someone already?  I told you guys we should have done the buddy system or something.  We haven’t even left yet!”  She said in exasperation as she zipped up her bag and threw it over the seat.  “Well he can’t have gone too far…Clara you didn’t happen to see where he went did you?”  She asked as she pushed her glasses back up her nose.<br/><br/>Sandy walked around the car quickly to make sure Jon wasn’t hiding or trying to play some half-baked prank on them.  Sandy didn’t really get along all that well with Jon and was always ready to assume the worst about him.  “I swear, if he is doing anything but going to the bathroom or getting something he forgot I’ll skin him alive.”  She muttered angrily as she sat in the open car to retie her shoes, then louder she said. “I’d say we just wait here a few minutes and see if he turns up, better than us all getting lost trying to find him.”