Ten minutes to go, and suddenly we all had to stand up again.“GOOD AFTERNOON, FATHER!”I guess he got tired of waiting, too.“Good afternoon, clas...s,” he said. “Be seated. Sister, may I speak with Miss Purple privately?”“Certainly. Miss Purple, would you go with Father Ransom, please?”“No,” I said.“I beg your pardon?”“No, Sister.”“Stand up, young lady ... When a priest asks to speak to you, you go with him, and gratefully. Do you understand?”“No, Sister.”“Get yourself into that corridor as fast as. After a few pleasantries, and a glass of wine, I could tell Susie was getting antsy. She asked if I'd had enough of the party. I asked why, and she said she was ready to leave. I was surprised, because everyone at the party represented her work group. I said, "If you want to go, let's do it!" We said our good-byes and left.Susie had obviously been drinking more than I (the wine was good, and I was driving). As soon as we got in the car, I asked if I could take her home. She said, "I'm really. We expected a retaliatory strike and all JBG sites worldwide were put on high alert yesterday morning. The terrorist cell at Oklahoma was connected with the Paris terrorist cell. The attack is ongoing and as soon as more information is available we will try to get it to you.’’At 0945 Eastern the seat belt light went on. We had been coasting for quite a while from forty thousand feet saving fuel as we descended. A few minutes later the gear went down after a series of turns.Another text from. "It just (cough) hit me (cough) that I said (cough/laugh) I loved (laugh) breasts (giggle)," she squeezed out. "You might wanna get a boob job Steven!" I instantly added and everyone burst into laughter. "Ah Steven, you better do that fast or your woman will start hitting on ours!" my Mark echoed. That was followed by about fifteen jokes that went even more downhill from there.While everyone was laughing, our eyes met several times, and while the first few were short and impossibly riddled with.