Miles looked away for one last time.
The flight was delayed. Fifteen minutes went by.
"This storm is really naughty. " Gwen told him.
"So what did you tell her? " Scott asked.
"That'll be going to Carlifonia where she hates me going to? If course I didn't tell her. "

Scott swallowed. "You escaped. "

"Can't be that bad. Can it? "
No one answered. The storm picked up.
All round, people shouted in terror.

****
It took another forty minutes of cursing before the storm ceased.
   "Flight 7809 is ready. Passengers are required to be by the departure zone. We're sorry for any inconveniences. "

Miles looked around the airport terminals.
For once, he felt free.

***
The fifteen hour flight exhausted them all. Scott had finished a novel, Gwen her robot code, Miles his insomnia.

A handsome man grinned at them. It was warm outside, Miles noted.
  

"Alright, this is Howard, he's your driver for the day. " Scott said.
Miles yawned, "You're not coming? "
"I'll be there in a few minutes. Howard take good care of them. "

***
Stark and Peter Parker waited. They held cans. Peter: Coca-Cola, Stark: Heineken.

From the distance, a limo could be heard.