Abbie hears footsteps approaching

Not too long after Abbie sat down, she heard the sound of footsteps nearing her. She looked up, and saw a woman's figure passing Gate 12. Abbie smiled. It was Yvette. Abbie stood up and lifted one hand in a small wave.

Yvette smiled back, and it wasn't the plastic smile of a flight attendant blithely greeting anonymous passengers. This was a smile of distant familiarity, a smile that said, I hoped I would see you here. Yvette slowed her pace as she got closer. She paused as she stepped close to Abbie, and then without losing her momentum, walked past her.

Abbie's smile faded. She turned to see where Yvette was going now, and noticed, for the first time, a door between Gate 16 and Gate 18, a door that didn't lead to a jet bridge. Yvette entered a numeric code on the keypad lock, and the latch released. She opened the door, and turned back over her shoulder to look at Abbie. Abbie looked around, wondering if anyone would see her, and then quickly caught up to Yvette at the door.