Andreas:      "Thank God, we made it."

Alexandra:   "Actually I had given up on catching that plane."

Andreas:      "Next time just try not to argue with the person at the security check."

Alexandra:   "Oh, come on, that was totally ridiculous. Not only that they detected my scissors
                     and that I would have had to check them
                     in separately. No! Even for leaving them behind they wanted me to fill in a form."

Andreas:      "But filling in the form would have been much quicker than arguing with Mrs. Security."

Alexandra:   "Yes, but that's not the point. The point is..."

Andreas:      "Oh, here comes the tea."

Alexandra:   "High time. Maybe we should call it High Tea. Could I have two sachets of                       sugar, please?"

Andreas:      "Hmm, I would actually prefer a coffee. Black, please."

Alexandra:   "By the way, what's wrong with that silly cow behind us? She's already been
                     complaining at the check-in..."

Andreas:      ".... look who's talking!"

Alexandra:   "... and here she goes again."

Andreas:      "I can't really hear what she's saying. As far as I can tell, there's something wrong
                     about her tea."

Alexandra:   "Oh, come on. Some people just need an extra bit of attention every now and then.
                     I'm just sorry for the cabin crew."

Andreas:      "God, you're a real guttersnipe."

Alexandra:   "And you are dead boring."

Andreas felt slightly insulted. Being boring was a sore point with him. He didn't have to have that on his holidays! He put on an air of insolent silence and concentrated on the talk still going on behind him. "Oh dear, you're right. I am so sorry, madam. This is salt instead of sugar indeed," the stewardess said. "I guess that all the sugar sachets contain salt." That very moment Andreas saw Alexandra take a big mouthful of her "sugary" tea...