For logic_above_all, Ticket to Ride

[psychette]

Jackie's apartment building was one of many in that section of the suburbs of Santa Barbara, California. There was a road going by in front, beyond that was a few cabins and a bit of a distance beyond that, the ocean could be seen. It was about 10am, the surfer dudes were already in full swing, catching waves and flirting with the local bikini clad women sunning themselves on the beach.

Jackie hadn't packed much, she probably wouldn't be gone long. She left a note for Shawn about how to take care of the cat, said goodbye to Remington, and pulled her little suitcase on its wheels out the door to lock up the apartment.
Now all she had to do was wait for her new friend to show up.

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took me awhile, sorry about that

[psychette10.livejournal.com]

[Jackie introduces Sherlock as "Mr. Holmes", thinking the name Sherlock Holmes might make her friend giggle, the friend's name being Sara]

Com'n, our seats are this way. [Jackie works her way down the narrow aisle, looking for the numbers on their tickets]

No worries :)

[logic-above-all.livejournal.com]

[He follows after her - and oddly enough a man with a swinging cane finds the lanes rather open]

[Once they reach the proper seats, he looks up as she stores the bags, putting his own next to hers. Then he sits down, hands resting on top of his cane]

Relatively efficient storage of passengers, though you will notice it is slightly less space than is comfortable for an individual.