It had been a few years since Michiru had travelled first class, and she has to admit that it feels rather nice to enjoy high quality food and wine on the way to NYC. She had even been recognized by a few admirers during the flight, happily posing for some photographs with teenage males (who as a group made up a surprisingly large segment of her fan base).
As the plane touches down at JFK Airport, Michiru feels the familiar sense of longing that she gets whenever she returns to the Big Apple. She had lived in New York City during a critical period of her life, and she still felt that it was the place that best represented home to her. Alas, the West Coast had offered better opportunities for her career development.
After picking up her luggage and heading towards the taxi line, Michiru sees a sign instead for "Miss Kaioh", and finds Taylor and a black sedan waiting for her.
"So we meet again," Taylor exclaims dramatically. "What a surprise!"
Giggling, Michiru climbs into the back seat. She appreciates Taylor's silliness and sense of humour. "You really are everywhere, at all hours of the day. I hope you get overtime pay at least," she comments, as Taylor navigates the sedan through the streets with the skill of a NY cabbie.
"No overtime. But serving Ms. Tenoh is pleasure enough," the burly man replies with a smile, prompting the same reaction in Michiru. "Here we are. Tenoh Motors NYC. If you thought the Vancouver office was nice, then you ain't seen nothing yet, princess."
Indeed, as Michiru rides up the stunning glass elevator, she can't help but be impressed again at what the young but powerful Haruka Tenoh has managed to achieve.