“Hi, may I see your ticket?” The desk attendant, a brown cocker spaniel named Maggie smiled at you and waited patently as you fumbled through your pockets. Latching onto the slip of paper the mongoose had given you, you pulled it from your coat and handed it to her. Her brown eyes widened at it and you start to get nervous. Noticing your look, Maggie quickly waved her paws. “Don’t worry, I’m just surprised is all. The private jet this belongs to is a pretty famous man.” “Famous?” You hear the words slip from your mouth and you don’t know why. Why would you care who this guy is? He gave you a trip to Hawaii in a private jet, who were you to pester their private life. “Yeah. His name is Dr. Charles. He’s a well known scientist, but I heard that the latest research of his had created some sort of developmental issue in his brain. But don’t quote me on it.” She started to type in her computer and gave the ticket back. “Anyways, your flight will be boarding in Gate F7, so just fill out this little book here and you’ll be all ready to go!” She hands you a small pocketbook and a pen, then points you down in the direction of your gate. “Once you get there, just hand them this and you’ll be all set!”
