Feb 08, 2006 00:37
Because if I don't do this now it'll never get done...
At the airport. Zero hour. Nine am.
Heh.
Strahan is at the airport, passport in hand, whatever he needs to bring with him in the other. Attracting a lot of attention because of his choice of clothing [they look as though they might belong in the 15th century] and his unusual eyes.
And the fact that he doesn't speak a lick of English. Even if Amanda can understand him the people milling about can't, which makes his life harder than it should be.
Plus there's a rule about using purple fire as a weapon in airports. Namely: don't. No matter how much the fat man with the walkman annoys you with singing that would make everyone on the American Idol panel of judges cringe in horror you can't set him on fire. It attracts too much attention and that's just from people asking how you can make fireballs without using a match.
We are now boarding the terminal on a return trip to the Darkest of Continents: Africa.