de Gaulle Airport and on to Fandom, Saturday Noon

[chasingangela]

The flight to Dulles was being announced, and Angela was trying to decide if they should even get on it.

"Seriously, are you good to fly?" she asked Marty. "You look kind of green. Um, grey-green, really."

[OOC: This is being posted early, but IC, they aren't back until Saturday afternoon. No interaction possible just yet.]

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[oatmanspatient]

Marty made a face and gagged a little. "We have to get on this plane or we're stuck here for another day."

His stomach then made a horrible noise and Marty groaned.

"We really shouldn't have met Marcella for lunch," Mary said wincing.

[chasingangela]

"No. No, you weren't kidding about her cooking," Angela said, making a face. "And that escargot..."

She shuddered. "Let's get you on the plane. Thank god we got you an aisle seat."

[oatmanspatient]

Marty got up and leaned on Angela as they handed off the ticket to the agent and headed down to the plane. "Hopefully it's close to the bathroom. Oh God. It's going to be a long flight home."

[chasingangela]

"If you puke on me, our relationship is off," Angela said, ever so lovingly.

She reached into her bag and handed him some gum. "Here. Chew this. Mint is supposed to be good for your stomach, or something."