Well we're off at last! I decided to turn off my PC and take a little nap, and while I was sleeping it seemed the problem sorted itself out and we were clear to fly. Isn't technology a tricky little thing that way?
A flight attendant has just come by and, seeing Bishop Quinine's obvious discomfort, asked if he'd like to accompany her to the flight deck, where they'll be happy to explain to him what goes on up there in an effort to help soothe his fears. They'll have their work cut out for them, that's for sure, but it's attentiveness like that which makes fraudulently obtaining an upgrade truly worthwhile. And now for another glass of champagne, I believe...
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