"Business or pleasure?" A American guy said. He sat next to Jack. He was too old to know who he was. His hair was grey and he was slightly over weight.
Jack weighed two responses in his head. On one hand he could say business, but then he'd ask what he does. In another way he could say pleasure. To this, he couldn't predict what he would say.
"Pleasure."
"Ohh I am so glad you said that." The man replied without waiting for Jack to ask. "Me too. What are you going to do? What are you going to see?"
It was a three hour flight so Jack had time. Lots of time, but nothing really to say. He couldn't tell him he has a strange connection with this man there. There's some sort of mind melding bond he shares with him. He couldn't tell him that it was the
Blue Man
and that he was actually alive. But at the same time, he didn't know anything else. He knew he was going to Italy, Sicily in fact.
"Just wanna see the sea you know?"
"Oh nice, Mondellllo you mean." The guy replied pulling out a guidebook.
"Where you staying? You if your staying down town have two different buses you can take, and you should really try to see the cathedral."
"I see." Jack said, and the man continued giving him tips.
