Zoey arrived at the plane and slowly walked up the stairs, an unconcerned look on her face. She didn't look like most people who took this flight. As a fairly expensive service, most people here were rich, and thus dressed in expensive clothes, brought a lot of baggage and wore jewelery and such. Zoey was rich, but her money came from being a pro racer, driving F1 cars at races all around the world. When not racing, she spent a lot of her time in very down to earth bars and clubs. As such, she was dressed with common Jeans and running shoes, with a black tank top, and little else.<br/><br/>As she got into the plane, Zoey looked around. There already were a couple of passengers and hostesses around. She went along the hallway and found a comfortable seat. She sat down and brought her legs up on the seat in front of her, bringing her arms above her head and stretching. This would be an interesting flight.<br/>