Lost in Translation
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Sango waved frantically as she entered the airport's main area. Along with her parents was Miroku, smiling broadly. She picked up her pace and launched herself into his arms before grinning and kissing both of his cheeks.
"That's the way they do it in France," she said slyly.
"Oh yeah?" He dipped his head and kissed her full on the lips.
Sango's eyes widened, then closed as she reveled in the new, unexpected (yet still appreciated) affection.
"That's the way we do it in America," he said when they both came up for air.
"Zut alors," muttered Sango's father.