Zach nodded as he put on his helmet.

He then climbed up onto the bike, sitting behind her and instinctively wrapping his arms around her waist.

'She... feels cold...' he thought.

'Like... she shouldn't feel this cold...' he reasoned.

He then bit his lip, and sighed.

"All right..." he said.

"I'm... I'm ready to go." he told her.

"........huh?" Zach asked when Rylie gave him the warning.

"Weird stuff?" he asked her.

"...not your standard kind of flight...?" he went on, mumbling now.

"Um.... hm." he then muttered.

'What have I gotten myself into...?' he wondered.

'....no. No matter. This is all for HER.' he reminded himself, steeling his nerves.

Zach looked... uneasy.

"Um..." he mumbled.

"I... I..." he stammered.

"O... Okay." he said.

"Where... um... what IS this place?" he then asked.

"Are we somewhere we're not supposed to be?" he asked further.

"I've never seen this part of the airport before..."

"....a select group of people..." Zach muttered, as the person ahead of them was called up.

"I... see." he said.

"I get the feeling you're not talking about your standard VIP access stuff." he went on.

"But there IS more to this world than meets the eye." he went on.

"Even if... I've never seen it..." he commented further.

"Next!" Rylie then heard called out.

The clerk raised an eyebrow and looked at Zach, before looking at Rylie.

"Uh-huh." he said.

"Come here." he told Zach, who did as he was told.

The cleck continued to look at Rylie's passport, as well as Zach's when it was handed over.

"All right, you." he said to Rylie.

"Step into the glass tube over there." he told her.

"...sans head." he finished, causing Zach to look confused and nervous.

Zach's eyes widened as Rylie did this, and the tube made some whirring and buzzing noises. A ring of light scanned around Rylie, up and down, before there was a dinging sound, and the tube opened up.

"Clear." the clerk said.

They then looked at the frozen Zach, and sighed.

"Hey!" they exclaimed, snapping their fingers in front of his face.

"Ah!" Zach exclaimed, almost in a scream, as he came back to what he now was unsure of was reality.

"You're up." the clerk said, gesturing to the tube.

"........................" Zach said nothing.

He did not, and shakily made his way into the tube.

The same thing happened, but he hesitated to step out of it. When he did, however, his pupils were fluctuating in size a bit, as he stretched his arms out.

"Kinda blinded right now." he mumbled.

"Ah, yeah, that happens to first-timers." the clerk said.

"You're both clear." they then added.

Zach made his way to a wall, and leaned against it for a moment, letting his eyes clear.

"Ngh." he grunted, shaking his head again.

"Right. I can see." he commented.

He then sighed, and looked at Rylie.

"So... um..." he mumbled, unsure as to what to say.

"I guess that's what you meant by 'a select group of people'." he commented.

".....I.... I see." Zach responded.

"Um... fair enough, then." he said.

"Makes... sense... I think..." he said further, clearly a bit unsure of things.

"Anyway, I heard that we're both clear, so... yeah... what now?" he asked.

"Do we go right to the plane, wait for a boarding announcement, or what?" he asked further.

"I don't know how differently things work in this particular... sector... of the airport." he added.

Zach raised an eyebrow when he heard that.

"Really?" he asked.

"First class...?" he asked further.

"...huh. Never really... been in first class before...' he admitted.

"Is it... as good as they say?" he asked.

"Like... lots of leg room, free alcohol, and better snacks?" he asked further, sounding almost like a naive child. Almost.