She invites you to a game she's covering

"Hey John, it's Rachel," your answering machine begins as Rachel Nichols leaves you a message, "listen, left you a plane ticket and a ticket for a game I'm covering out here on the east coast. I also rented us a penthouse suite. Talk to ya later."

You're not usually one to call people back (since you're usually so busy and all), but in this case, you could obviously make an exception, so you call Rachel back and make plans to come see her.

"Penthouse suite, eh Rach?" you tease her as you talk to her, wondering if that could possibly mean what you think it means.

"Don't act like you don't remember me promising you sex the next time I saw you," she flirts back, giggling like a school girl over the phone as you tell her that you are already on your way to the airport.

"Great, let me know when you land so I can pick you up and take you to the arena with me," she tells you as you hang up and leave the machine on, heading to catch your flight.

Since you spent most of the flight napping, you didn't really remember much about it, but you do remember waking up just in time to get off of it and see Rachel waiting there to greet you as she promised.