Stone Men In Water Street

[Bjorn]

"Dammit!" Bjorn blurts.  "One sec."

Stooping, he pulls up his pant leg to reveal the baton that's he's strapped to his right shin.  Straightening, he hands it to Rez, and smiles sheepishly.  "Sorry.  Forgot about this.  Not used to carrying concealed weapons."

[Rezantis]

Rez stops typing.

"Hm.  Relm has gone and switched the transaction records so that it now looks like Ryan McGrail is heading for Hawaii . . . and the Dallas to Montgomery trip is on Jacob Housner's card.  That's probably enough, if we're careful with your card and vanish as fast as we can."

[Bjorn]

"Huh.  So we can still use the Dallas flight?  Useful girl."

[Rezantis]

"Sounds like a plan, yes it does,"  Rez starts shutting down his laptop,"So, food, then we drive to Dallas and ditch the van?"

[Bjorn]

"Drive-through food, but yes.  Ikuzo!"

[Rezantis]

"What?"

[Bjorn]

"It means 'haul ass.'  Now git."

Bjorn ushers Rez out the door, to the van, and onto the glories of McDonald's.

[Brian]

Breakfast sitting in your respective stomachs like lead weights, you quickly manage to hit the road, and from there ... Dallas.

[Rezantis]

"Behold . . . Dallas!"

[Bjorn]

"I'd rather not, thanks.   You want to stick with the hotel-and-shuttle-bus idea?"

[Rezantis]

"I have always liked that idea," Rez says expansively, "but yeah, this place does look like something of a dump.  When do we leave again?"

[Bjorn]

"I dunno," Bjorn grumbles.  "Credit card bills to the side, I didn't order the damn tickets."

[Rezantis]

"11am. Not soon enough. So, let's find a hotel and go, shall we?"

[Bjorn]

"Sounds like a plan."

Bjorn drives off in the direction of the airport, looking for a Sheraton or Marriott in close proximity to same.

[Brian]

One of each is near the hotel, in addition to a Hyatt.  All have vacancies.