Hey guys!!
Well this is part 2, hope u like it, blah blah blah...
(See part one to this chapter to find out what previously happened!)
Chapter three - part two
"What do you mean the plane's 6 hours late?!" shouted an extremely angry Karen Walker at check-in "I need to get to England now! My best friend is digging up my past and I need to stop him!"
'Geeze Louise these people are so useless' Karen thought to herself turning away from the check-in desk and a shaken woman behind it 'God I need a drink' "Where's the bar?"
"It's in the departure lounge, although my lounge is a much more pleasurable thought." Said a familiar smooth talking voice.
Karen re-adjusted her top to make her breasts more on show (she loved being a tease) and turned around.
"Why Lionel Banks, I never thought I'd be seeing you again." Karen said in her usual high pitched voice that had made Lionel think she was a hooker.
"Neither did I. I was just going to check-in to my flight to England when I smelt something so irresistible I thought only of you." Lionel replied in his deep voice.
"Sounds like you've spent more time at that smooth talking gigolo convection Lionel."
"Say Miss. Beverhausen, where are you flying to?"
"England" said Karen as the realisation of why she was there and kicked in "But it has been delayed."
"Is that the same flight as mine?" Lionel asked, and they swapped tickets.
"Will you look at that? We are on the same flight and might never have known." Karen said
"Well as we are both at a loose and, Miss. Beverhausen how would you like to go get a drink?" Lionel asked casually
"I was afraid you'd never ask." Karen answered
And with that Karen, sorry Miss. Beverhausen and Mr. Banks left the check-in area arm in arm and searching for the bar.