After that nightmarish day, Renee knew she had to take some time and sort things out. She wanted to get far away from DC and go somewhere relaxing. Tropical, maybe
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Larry was amused, because he knew he was going to be the stereotypical tourist. The untanned, middle-aged white guy...okay at least he didn't own any Hawaiian shirts. But he was glad to get away from everything, and spend some time with his girlfriend. There was an alien word, but he knew he'd been in love with Renee for a long time. Now things had finally worked out for them.
"And here we are," he said grandly, looking at the monitors to see which carousel their bags would be coming out of.
Renee nodded and glanced up at the monitors. After scanning the information for a moment, she pointed up at the screen and said, "There we are - carousel fifteen." She smirked a bit and then remarked, "And now we just have to find our bags. I put a couple of bows on mine just to help me find it. But...I'm sure just about every suitcase is black with some sort of marker on it."
"I didn't really think about buying the neon green luggage," Larry quipped, giving her a mirthful look as he took her hand and they began walking that way. "Black works for me. You're not the one who has to go to all those FBI meetings."
"I'm not the type to buy neon green luggage. Though...I suppose the person that does has a pretty easy time spotting his bags." She tilted her head and asked Larry, "Did you know a fellow agent that had some gaudy colored bags?"
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"And here we are," he said grandly, looking at the monitors to see which carousel their bags would be coming out of.
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