<strong>Andrew<br/>Sitting next to Angel on the plane.</strong><br/><br/>He chuckled nervously. He had no problem around women, but planes, well that was a whole different ballpark. But what she said made sense, he supposed. If you didn't think about the problem, it went away. So what to focus on? Women. Woman. Angel.<br/><br/>He smiled softly at her. "Yeah. Promise me you won't let me drink any alcohol until we land? I tried to drink away my nervousness on a coast-to-coast flight. Lets just say, that was a bad idea." He waggled his eyebrows at her. Then he leaned across her body, resting a hand on her thigh, as he peered out the window. "You know, I never realized how odd plane windows were. They've got like, two panels you can clearly see and nothing in between. And I've never boarded a plane from the runway like that. Makes them seem even bigger."