Having landed and parked G-ERTI successfully, Martin, Arthur and Avro made their way through the airport, to the nearest Taxi rank. Finding a cab they piled inside, Arthur sitting in the middle still now clutching a Dark Toblerone from the airport.
"Erm Skip?" the Steward asked
"Yes Arthur?"
"Can I eat my Toblerone now?"
"Arthur you're 29 years old, and not my son, if you want you're Toblerone, you can have it"
"Brilliant"
20 minutes later the Toblerone was gone, Arthur was giddy and Martin and Avro had come to a natural silence in their conversation. When they pulled up outside the hotel, after a brief scuffle, Avro paid the cab and they entered the Hotel.
Walking into the bar, they saw Carolyn, Douglas and Herc standing together, and Arthur ran over.
"Hi Mum, Hi Douglas, Hullo Herc, this is Avro, we met her at…."
"The Airport" Martin and Avro supplied, hushing a bemused Arthur.
"Hello" Avro smiled nervously "erm nice to meet you"
"Helllooooo" Douglas drawled "Are you ex-Air England?"
"erm…no, my Father is though"
"Oh" Herc outdrawling Douglas, "What's his name? Would we know him?"
"Erm, yes Bernard Pettywright" Avro mumbled, shuffling closer to Martin, and earning a raised eye from Douglas
"Oh, old Petty-Right" Herc answered boisterously "He's off running Panavia isn't he? Saw him earlier this evening"
"Erm, yes well I'll er see you later then Martin" Avro stuttered "Bye Arthur"
"Bye Avro" Arthur waved
"Erm, yes bye Avro" Martin stumbled, then as she walked off through the crowd, he turned to face his companions.
"I might be completely wrong about this Martin" Douglas started "but is it possible you may have actually pulled?"
A few hours later Martin was watching a very hyper Arthur running around the carpark, pretending to be an aeroplane. Douglas overly sober was half-heartedly chatting up a barmaid who was outside on her fag break, when Avro walked out of the main door, and leant on Martin.
"Oh God I'm bored" she said
"hmmm" he answered
"Do you want to come to my room, and charge everything in the mini bar to Daddy's credit card?"
"What? Erm you mean? Erm really?" Martin stuttered
"Only if you want to, I won't force you?" Avro told him
"Erm, hang on, I'll em, I'll meet you in the bar, I just need to talk to Douglas" Martin stuttered
"Roger Captain" Avro winked and wandered off, Martin nearly fainted.
"Douglas" Martin hissed into his First Officer's ear "I need to talk to you"
"I might have misread the scenario Captain, but I believe you've just been offered a night of ambiguity by a not unattractive young woman, but instead of rushing off, your standing in a dodgy carpark, talking to me"
"erm yes, well erm yes, I mean erm Douglas?"
"Martin, if the next words out of your mouth aren't 'could you keep an eye on Arthur while I go and get myself regally shagged' I shall be bitterly disappointed."
"I'm not sure I can do this!" Martin blurted out
"Martin, and bear in mind when you answer this that I am a thrice married Sky God with unshockable morals, you have actually done this before haven't you?"
"Of course I've done, IT, but not you know like this?"
Douglas laughed, "The way I see it Martin is this, you can either spend tonight sharing a single room with a hyperactive sugar filled Arthur, or you can capitalise on what I have been assured by a very excited steward was your Knight in Shining Armour routine at Prestwich. I know certainly which one I'd choose, but as fore-mentioned I'm a thrice married Sky God, and will hopefully spend this evening with the delightful Mandy over there, now if you'll excuse me."
He walked off leaving Martin open mouthed in the carpark.
"Hey Skip Skip SKIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP, look at me!" screamed Arthur
"Goodnight Arthur, see you in the morning" Martin called over his shoulder and walked into the hotel.
Martin woke up as he often did in an unfamiliar hotel room, he woke up as he often did due to the distressed nature of his finances naked, but that was where his normal morning routine took a worrying detour. His left arm was completely dead, when he tried to move it he felt a weight was stopping it move. Further he was warm really, really warm like he'd slept on a radiator. His mind whirring he suddenly thought he really had slept under a radiator, he was just trying to remember yesterday when the heavy warm thing next to him suddenly moved.
"erm Avro?" he murmured
"yeah ehm" she moaned sleepily.
"Avro wake up" he started a little more urgently "wake up"
She groggily lifted her head and shook it a little bit, and about the same time they realised their legs were intertwined, some flustered separating followed which started Avro giggling.
"Good morning Captain" she giggled into his chest.
"Look Avro" Martin started only for her to silence him by kissing him on the lips.
"If you're about to give the 'I'm an airline pilot and flying out in an hour or so speech' I've heard it a million times'"
Martin coughed "you do this a lot?"
"No!" she sat up and away from him a little "from my Dad, he was never around, but that's fine, understood that, he never understood I didn't care if he wasn't at home, just as long as he was thinking of me."
"Oh I wasn't I mean I am an airline pilot and I do have to fly out to Fitton this morning, and you do live in Glasgow." He grabbed her arm gently, "So erm where do we erm stand?"
"Would you like to see me again?" she asked him
"Yes, of course, but I don't see how?"
"You're a clever boy Martin, you'll work it out."