"Very well, thank you. My name is Phoebe Owens, how are you?" Helen said, smiling.
"Very well, Phoebe Owens. She'll we go, so the driver stops giving me the evil eye?" Leverett asked with a musical chuckle, as he opened the door to get out. He offered Helen his hand to assist her out of the vehicle. "We are gate 34 and it boards in a hour. We should get through security in time." He stated as he looked to his watch.