Flee or Flea

"Honey, that shortcut inside the airport you told me about that connects the terminal with the parking deck via the service tunnels? Yeah not doing THAT again, it's dirty, dark, smelly, creepy and I can't believe I walked down there in thousand dollar pair of heels. You owe me big time, like dinner, bath and massage when I get home..."

"Sweety, calm down, it's a service tunnel for crying out loud! Would you rather walk outside through the downpour right now in those thousand dollar shoes? No, I didn't think so- when you get home you're getting the royal treatment ok? I am just glad your flight landed safely and you're only a 45 minute drive back into my loving arms..."

"Oh, alright, I'm sorry love, I'm just tired hungry and the business convention was a drag."

"I know, but you're only a short trip back home so get into your car and get here as soon as you can, alright? Ciao hermosa"

"Ciao baby..."

*skitter click skitter clack*

"Huh, what was that sound?"