“I thought we were to remain seated? Where are those people going?” Zara said, distracted by the mirth of the two people walking along the aisle.
“Oh, they’re probably just off to join the mile high club!” Tommy joked, and immediately regretted it.
“Mile high club? What does that mean?” Zara asked, sniffing out romance.
“Well… erm… uh… well, that is to say that…” Tommy struggled to think of a quick lie.
“YOU MEAN SEX!” Zara beamed, suddenly excited and giddy.
“Why did you not tell me when you forced me into this awful cylinder that there would be sex?” Zara groaned. “Come Tommy, I wish to join this club also!” Zara announced, dragging tommy bodily down the aisle.
“Wait Zara, we’re not supposed to, it’s against the airline rules!” Tommy protested.
“GOOD!” Zara snarled.