“The cute little thing next to you on the plane.” -Mom

French manicure on the toes, Sweet Leaf in the coffee, and perfect teeth, reading the bestselling novel Eclipse.  Her knees up, feet on her chair, huddled next to the airplane aisle with her book, and iPod.  Her mind enraptured by a Seattle based Vampire named Edward and his girl Bella.  The cute little thing on the plane is completely unaware of anyone else on the plane.  She is most likely at that moment unaware of anyone else, anywhere else in the world.  She is most definitely completely unaware of me.  Me, a guy who has heard about the cute little thing next to my father on the plane, from my mother while describing her trip from Atlanta to San Diego.