Chapter 16 - Page 217 - Flying To America

   With a cute but phony smile on her face, Rhasha pranced down the aisle and stopped beside Jackie. “Would you like something to drink, sir?” she asked.

   Jackie could see that all she had on the tray was water. “Yes dear,” he said. “I think I’ll have a cup of coffee.”

   “I’m sorry, sir,” stewardess Rhasha said. “We’re all out of coffee at this time, could I offer you something else?”

   “That’s OK, I’ll just have a coke, then,” Jackie said.

   Rhasha shook her head and bit her lip. “I’m sorry, si-”

   “Do you have orange juice?” Jackie snapped in mock anger.

   Rhasha shook her head again and bit her lip. “I’m sorry-”

   “What do you have on this fly-by-night operation?” Jackie yelled.

   Rhasha put an irritated look on her face. “We have water, sir.” Then she shouted, “Would you like a cup of water?”

   “No! Thank you!” Jackie yelled.

   Everyone laughed.

   Jim decided to get in on the fun. “Oh, stewardess.” He snapped his fingers.

   Rhasha rushed over to Jim. “Could I offer you something to drink, sir?”

   “No thank you, dear,” he said. “I just wanted to let you know that there are colas and orange juice in the fridge. There’s also a coffeemaker on the counter. That is,” he added, “if you care to make a pot of coffee?”