<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/5eNdU7D.jpg)</div><strong>Solomon</strong><br/><br/>Returning from the bathrooms Solomon was pleasantly surprised to see a few more faces had appeared in the waiting room - two gentlemen he imagined to be waiting for the same reason he had been.  Of course - what would he do if he was the only passenger on board?  Enjoy his temporary harem of course, as tired and stereotyped as it sounded.  He found his bags missing - no, taken away by the lovely and attentive Abigale Hawkins.  He took a new seat keeping his distance, not that he was at all unsociable but mostly interested in seeing the flight's services from an outside perspective.<br/><br/>Very quickly a lovely East Asian stewardess, short but curved just right, sauntered over and greeted one of the newcomers reminding him of his own service.  His view was intruded upon by a welcoming pair of legs walking past in a hurry - another stewardess in a hurry.  Late?  The atmosphere so far was lax, and the passengers few, so maybe they'd be lenient.  Or would keeping her passenger waiting if he happened to be the other gentleman buttoning up his shirt only heighten the fun later?<br/><br/>Crossing his legs he glanced over at the airplane waiting outside wondering just what he could expect, and thinking about Miss Hawkins again he couldn't help but pull out his phone and make a special phone call.  Maybe he was just curious.  Or maybe he was being as paranoid as all his kin when it come to happening upon a girl he rather fancied this much.  'Too good to be true' wasn't just a tired old saying in his circle.  He wasn't the only prince in the sky, and he wouldn't be the first to be tricked with such lovely bait.  The Family had people for this sort of thing, and sending over the name for a quick background check couldn't hurt, right?"