Airport antics

"So, this is a real airport?" Carol asked in amazement as the three entered the airport, the woman in question now dressed in a pink tank top, black bra, blue jeans, and a lime green thong. "I've only seen these in pictures at museums."

"Sure you have..." Karen muttered in disbelief. Turning to Cindy, she asked, "Are we sure this wacko is even safe to be around? What if she turns out to be some kind of nudist terrorist?!"

"A 'nudist terrorist'? Really?" Cindy asked flatly. At her girlfriend's scowl, the other girl replied, "Look, I know she's a little eccentric..."

"'Eccentric'?! This woman is crazier than an insane asylum!" Karen hissed.

"Perhaps, but she's also looks harmless."

"So does my Aunt Marge's chihuahua. And I still got the bite marks on my ass cheek that proves otherwise."

"What are we whispering about?"

Cindy and Karen yelped in surprise as Carol appeared between them, jumping back from the smiling woman. "Are we ready to go?"

"Uh, yeah..." Cindy replied, clearing her throat. "Hey, why don't you go ahead and buy our tickets from the counter over there, okay? We'll catch up in a second."

"Rodger dodger!" Carol said as she walked off towards the ticket counter.

Once she was out of sight and ear shot, Karen turned to Cindy. "I say we just leave her and go home. That was your plan, right?"

"Before we made it sound like you wanted to meet her sister, yeah." Cindy replied, "But we can't exactly do that now can we, Ms. Green Eyes?"

"You brought a naked woman into my home from off the street and were acting all secretive about it! What the hell was I supposed to think?!"

Cindy opened her mouth to argue when she looked behind Karen to see two security guards making their way towards the ticket desk... In the same direction Carol had gone!

Karen looked over her shoulder, her eyebrow raised as she saw the same thing. "You don't think that they're..."

"I swear, if that loony stripped down to the buff to board the plane!" Cindy growled as she grabbed Karen's hand and led her in the direction the two guards were going.

"Well, the good news is she's still dressed..." Cindy groaned as she and Karen saw Carol arguing with the clerk as the guards walked up to the desk.

"Katie! Frank! Thank goodness!" The clerk said, letting out a huff of annoyance as he gestured to Carol. "This madwoman has been driving me crazy! First, she's asking for three tickets to 'New South Western Saskatchewan' before changing it to Las Vegas when I asked if she was joking. And now, she's insisting that rocks are legal tender!"

"Crap! I forgot to give her the money!" Cindy muttered, slapping her forehead.

"First off, Sir, these are not rocks! These are monetary crystals!" Carol snapped in response as she pointed to the glass-like rock in her hand. "Second, these are legal tender! I work as a bank manager, and I can tell you just a bucket of these can buy you a condo in The Florida Islands!"

"You mean 'The Florida Keys', right?" Katie the guard asked.

"Well, in 2106 -"

"You see what I mean?!" The clerk asked in exasperation.

"Excuse me!" Cindy called out with a sheepish chuckle as she placed a hand on Carol's shoulder, "You'll have to excuse my cousin."

"Yeah, she's a little..." Karen added, twirling a finger around her temple as she crossed her eyes and whistled a noise that sounded like "Coo-coo".

"Excuse me?" Carol asked, looking insulted.

"We'll explain on the plane." Cindy hissed through her teeth. Turning to the clerk, she said, "Again, I'm terribly sorry for her wild stories. We're taking her to Las Vegas to see her sister."

"And does your 'cousin' have any ID on her?" Frank the guard asked, staring at Carol skeptically.

"Don't worry, guys! I know what to do!" Carol said with a smirk as she pulled her leg back...

"AND STAY OUT IF YOU DON'T WANT THE ACTUAL POLICE CALLED!" Katie barked as she threw Carol, Cindy, and Karen out of the front doors of the airport.

Just as she went back in, Carol looked back up as she, Karen and Cindy sat up, the latter two staring at her in annoyance.

"Thank you, Ms. Carol! I always wanted to be banned from an airport." Karen said, sarcastic venom dripping from her voice.

"... I sense the feeling that you two are mad at me."

"No! What would give you that idea?!" Karen spat with the same sarcastic venom.

"Look, Carol!" Cindy said as the three got to their feet, "Could you at least explain to us why you decided to kick the male security guard in the groin?"

"In 2023, the rolls of police, military, and security guards are filled by realistic gynoids." Carol explained, "And the only way to shut them down is by striking a button in-between the legs. I didn't realize you still used humans in those rolls right now."

"No one in 2023 has done that, you moron!" Karen snapped.

"... ... Or was it 2302 that that happened?"

"Let's just go home!"

"But I have to get to Las Vegas to find Sophie!" Carol cried out, "She's the only way I can get her and myself back to our time!"

"Okay, so we can't take the plane, at least." Cindy said in thought.

"Cindy! Are you seriously -"

"Her sister is the only person who can tell us whether we're dealing with a time traveler or a complete lunatic, Karen." Cindy replied.

"I could tell you that..."

"The way I see it, we have two options." Cindy said, "We're either taking my car, or the first Greyhound to Vegas."

"I'd think we'd run into the same problems at a bus depot, wouldn't we?" Karen asked.

"Good point. I guess we're driving." Cindy said as the three walked back to the parking garage.