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Lucky sat back in the plush seat and swilled his whisky around in his glass. He turned to his left and spoke to the man sitting there.
'I've always enjoyed flying' he remarked.
'Yes, I did a fair bit of it myself, when I was touring' replied Mr. Presley.
'Shame they still let crying kids on board...'
Lucky looked over the headrest of the seat in front of him, where he saw a young girl he'd seen on the news being comforted by a flight attendant. Was her name Madeleine...?
Lucky rang his call bell. 'Stewardess! Another whisky over here!'

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