that cool, witty girl who kills it in bed.

Mindy could be called a lot of things, but self-aware wasn't always one of them.

Danny liked to say that Mindy packed for trips like a bear who was going into hibernation, an accusation which Mindy summarily rejected because her wardrobe was much trendier than a bear's. On top of that, the 'vacation' (and she used that word loosely) that was freshest in her memory was her trip to Haiti with Casey to provide medical assistance to people in need, and she hadn't packed much for that at all, probably because she knew was going to have to live in a tent with all her luggage and a man who was all elbows and penis. But packing to live somewhere else in the long term meant a lot of bags, and as a consequence, she was stuck at baggage claim well after the crowd from her flight had thinned out, waiting for one last suitcase.

Really, she thought, it was a good thing that this Hannibal guy was coming to meet her, because cab drivers would probably give her a problem about all this. It would be ridiculous of them, but she was sure it was true.

( Hannibal finally managed to make his way through the crowds to the correct place... )

{ preplayed with the really fantabulous never_dull, natch! NFB & NFI, but OOC is grand as always! }