Carlos sighs as he climbs out of his car, looking around the place.<strong>"Well...okay, then.  I have <em>got</em> to learn how to do that.  Never have to put up with the TSA again."</strong>He chuckles, and tries not to visibly smirk at Irina's less-than-subtle behavior.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, you want to go check out the pizza joint while they're busy?"</strong>he asks the remaining ladies idly.<strong>"I'm not real hungry myself, but we might as well look around, and we probably need to order ahead for a group this size anyway,"</strong>he adds with a meaningful glance at Sophronia's tour bus.