The passengers have already fastened their belts and had nothing to do but watch the usual safety demonstration show. I fly pretty often, and for me, there is almost no sense in these shows. Moreover, my brain completely ignored the sounds of the show, so as I fastened my belt, I had some time to look around.
Two leftmost seats in our row were taken by a couple. They were around 30-35 years old, both good-looking and in good shape, but clearly tired. There was a few luggage in their possession: a man carried a small backpack, probably for a laptop, and a lady had 2 suit covers. Were they working together? Rings on their hands suggested they were either married or regarded themselves as such. They also didn’t pay any attention to the safety demonstration at all.
“In the event of a decompression, an oxygen mask will automatically appear in front of you” - the voice from the speakers said.
A guy tried to make fun of this. His wife didn’t appreciate the intentions, though. Not a bit was he embarrassed by her reaction and continued almost immediately:
“Pardonne-moi, madame, are you getting off at the next stop?” - this one he probably prepared back home.
His wife was completely untouched by this. She was either not in a mood or just simply concentrated. The flight took off and I got distracted for some time looking out the window.
As soon as we gained altitude they both took their laptops and started typing something. Their computers were identical, with the same stickers and colors. A guy clearly felt uncomfortable, as he was around 6’4 and had very little space between the seats. Together with the bad mood of the lady, it suggested they were moving on a business trip.
Suddenly, a baby a few rows behind us started to cry. A lady immediately called a crew member.
“How much should I pay you to travel in silence?” - a question was probably rhetoric.
“I’m sorry, missis, but we cannot do anything” - said stewardess calmly.
The woman didn’t say anything. I didn’t see her face very well, but her emotions were more or less clear to me.
“You can have my headphones, I won’t use them anyway” -proposed her husband, confusingly looking at the stewardess.
“If it was about silence, I’d have taken them myself” - she answered.
Suddenly, everyone present there was sink into silence. Even the baby stopped crying, laying at her mother’s hands. Now even the Iron Lady felt somehow awkward. As the anxiety lowered, the stewardess was gone.
The couple didn’t eat anything and almost didn’t speak the rest of the flight. It seemed to me I noticed a blink of a disappointment on gentleman’s face. However, his eyes smiled at me when he noticed my interest in them. For me, a guy seemed to be an optimist. Perhaps, after productive negotiations and all the compulsory corporative nonsense, he’ll win his wife’s laughter back. I’d like to see them on the return flight.
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