You: Hot. Really hot. Traveling with coworkers to Chicago. You work for a big advertising firm. Me: Your stewardess. Our company does not allow me to use your passenger information to track you down. Didn’t think to give you my number until a while later. Want to meet me for a drink, coffee, or Wendy’s hamburgers? I’d love to hear from you.
WHEN: Thursday, November 28
WHERE: An airplane flying to Chicago