<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Ken’s approach and offer to take her bags brought her attention to him, that joke meant to break the ice earning a polite smile. “<em>Thank you but it isn’t necessary. I can put them in myself.</em>” Offering a smile to Sandra, she picked up the two bags sitting at her sides and moved around the group to put the items into the back of the van, attention paid to making sure she didn’t take up too much space with the pieces. “<em>I vill sit in the middle if no one has claimed the seats.</em>” <br/><br/>She offered to take a seat there in a bid to just get the van on the road, the desire to figure out why Fate had thrown her here not going to be sated till everyone was in the van and they were moving. Besides, standing around outside of an airport tended to bring paparazzi and that was the last thing needed.  </span></div>