As they got their bags and left the airport, everyone got a bit less talkative.
"Shall we go somewhere and hang out for a while?" Gordo asked his passengers.
"Oh, just drop me off," Miranda said, stifling a yawn. "You guys go ahead. I'll see you for lunch tomorrow, Gordo."
Gordo pulled up to Miranda's place and the three of them got out of the car.
"Do you need help with your stuff?" he asked.
"No, thanks, I'm fine," said Miranda as she finished getting her bags. "On second thought, you could each carry one thing to the door. I've got like five keys--building, apartment, mailbox, and laundry--and I need both hands to get them straight."
"Sure thing."
Miranda unlocked the building door after a little key-jiggling, which required one hand to hold the doorknob in place.
"Thanks for holding the bags, guys," Miranda said, taking the ones Lizzie and Gordo had carried. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"You sure you don't wanna get a soda or something?"
"No, really, I think I'll just collapse on my couch." She hugged and kissed Lizzie and Gordo goodbye. "Thanks again. Lunch at the usual Monday place, Gordo?"
"You betcha. See you then."
