
"Somebody must have some idea what's going on." Justin Fallow fiddled uncomfortably with the miniature spirit bottles on his tray as he watched the dismal expressions sported by the air stewardesses. It was amazing how little fluctuations in the smooth-running of life were more disturbing than the big shocks. Those looks were enough to tell him something fundamental had changed; he had never seen any of them without those perfectly balanced smiles of pearly teeth contained by glossy red lipstick.
"I wouldn't lose any sleep over it. Everything will be back to normal in a few days." Colin Irvine stared vacuously out of the window at the fluffy white clouds. The reflection showed a craggy face and hollow cheeks that seemed older than his years. The trip to Paris had been better than expected; the business side tied up quickly, then two days of good food and fine wine, and one brisk night at a brothel. His head still felt fuzzy from the overindulgence and he would be happier if Justin shut up at least once before the plane landed.
"Well, I wish I had your optimism." Fallow's public school accent was blurred by the alcohol and he was talking too loudly. He flicked back the fringe that kept falling over his eyes and snapped his chubby fingers to attract the attention of one of the stewardesses. "Over here, please. Another vodka."
"I like a drink as much as the next man, but I don't know how you can get through that lot at breakfast," Irvine said, without taking his gaze away from the clouds.
Fallow slapped his belly. "Constitution of a horse, old chap." When the vodka arrived, he brushed the plastic glass to one side and gulped it straight from the bottle.
"Steady on, eh?" Irvine allowed himself a glance of distaste.
"But what if it isn't going to be sorted out in a few days?" Fallow drummed his fingers anxiously on the tray. "You know, we have no idea what's going on, so how can we say? A sudden announcement that all air traffic is going to be grounded indefinitely doesn't exactly fill one with confidence, if you know what I mean. Now that sounds serious."
