((Jake's flight in from Turkey arrived about twenty minutes prior to his coming into the new terminal. A little later than the recommended arrival time, he set his few bags down beside a chair; he sat right across from Nill, but the chairs lined up in a T formation, so he had a nice view of the people all lined up in the row in front of him. One caught his eyes, and he sort of smiled to himself a moment, remembering the sweet mute girl from his younger years. Ah, the younger years!!!! (Jake, you're only 22; you're not THAT old yet!!!) Of course, he was so preoccupied with daydreaming, as he tried to take a drink of his Tomato Juice, ended up spilling it all over himself.))
Oh! Frigging balderdash!! ((A moment, he does a quick clean up, but remembering this stuff stains...
He stands up, drawing Nill's attention.)) Uh, pardon me, would you mind watching my stuff? Uh... Cook auf mine, uh... stuff?
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Oh! Frigging balderdash!! ((A moment, he does a quick clean up, but remembering this stuff stains...
He stands up, drawing Nill's attention.)) Uh, pardon me, would you mind watching my stuff? Uh... Cook auf mine, uh... stuff?