The young man gave Judy her drink and smiled at her. He had an incredibly attractive smile. He really looked very nice: calm, friendly and kind. �Perhaps he's a doctor,' she thought � �a surgeon, with those strong sensitive hands. Or perhaps an artist, or a musician.' Yes, he looked like an artist. She looked at him again and smiled.

- What time is it, please?
- Two thirty-five.
- Thank you.

He smiled at her. She smiled back at him. He smiled again. He took a gun out of his pocket, stood up, and walked to the front of the plane.