Kate || Matt || Liz
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Kate caught a cab to the airport and plowed her way through the crowd to see a Barbie-like flight attendant bawling her eyes out.
As soon as they made eye contact, the flight attendant turned away with a tissue to her face.
"Aww! C'mon Liz, let's get you cleaned up."
Kate managed to steer the two of them through the hectic crowds of families, pathetic single guys (see The Sweet Taste of Liberty from HIMYM), and lovestruck couples reuniting, into a restroom.
"Here, towels." Kate said, stuffing a stack in Liz's arms.
"F-for what?"
"Flight attendants need to look the part, Barbie. And you don't want anyone to see your face right now! Trust me."
"Fine."
*7 minutes later*
"Done. What do you think?"
"Acceptable."
"Gee, thanks."
"I'm kidding, you did a fabulous job."
"Just glad you're back and ready to get back out there!"
After a few minutes of convincing and pushing, Liz seemed like her usual Barbie doll self again. Up until she saw some pilots pass by and hid behind her bestie.
"What?" Kate groaned.
"Didn't I tell you he's a British pilot?"
"Let's see... Nope! And aren't there airports in England?"
"Rumor has it, he came here because he has a thing for American accents."
Liz's eyes widened at a mob of people surrounding someone.
"See that mob? He's at the center."
Kate was about to roll her eyes when she saw a gorgeous man amidst
various female flight attendants, pilots, and even a passenger or two.
"Now, now ladies! Just calm down. I have a flight leaving in half an hour and I've got to get *spots Kate (and Liz)* ready."
"Don't look. He's heading our way!"
"Oh crab..."
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