Wanda and Lawrence decided on a mission. After a 16-hour flight, they were in a bar in LA having a relaxing drink. Wanda had been the pilot and Lawrence a flight attendant.
Did either belong to the Mile-High Club? No. Perhaps they should? Yes? Perhaps they would? Yes?
Both resolved on the return flight in a few days to join such a prestigious club.
The moment had arrived. The plane was on auto pilot. The co-pilot was stretching his legs.
“This is you captain speaking,” said Wanda. “We are now cruising at an altitude of 36 thousand feet. We are currently 98 kilometres from flying over Tahiti. I will let you know when that occurs.”
Lawrence entered the captain’s cabin (in a manner of speaking). The flight was swift.
“We are now passing over Tahiti,” said Wanda trying to sound composed.
Lawrence’s reappearance in the passenger area was greeted with mild applause.