She saved the two seats for them, resulting in the straight married corporate duo taking the two seats next to too me.
The gal has kept those two men in constant confabulation for the entire flight. Someone should tell her about women and braided hair.
Angelic halo? I'll go with that.
Why does all the bad stuff happen to me?
-- text tapped from a virtual keyboard. You found misspellings? Imagine that. Get over it.