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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 905383" data-attributes="member: 98">Captain's Lounge, Rest areaJFK Airport, New York, New York4:05pm, Late Spring 2003The three men entered the airport through a utility door near the Captain's Lounge.  An odd glance from an airport employee was the only recriminations the men received.  Looking through the groups of people moving through the airport, neither Montoya nor Campbell noticed anyone out of the ordinary.  Well, that wasn't exactly true - this was New York . . . but no one noticed any apparent military men that Durant had warned them about.Entering the Captain's Lounge required a key which was only received on membership to the club, and a healthy membership fee.  The room was somewhat smaller than most bars and the lights were subdued in the room.  Samuels indicated that a door led to some very small rooms for sleeping - well, mostly sleeping.  Rooms was perhaps too generous - they were closer to train sleeping berths than actual rooms (narrow double bunks with enough room only to move into the berth and lie down) - but they served their purpose.The bar area was lightly occupied, with a small television quietly playing a Met's afternoon game.  A couple of people nodded in Samuels direction as he made his way around the room, but Samuels made no effort to speak with them.After a quiet first two rounds of drinks, Samuels begged off to catch some shut-eye for a few hours.  Before departing, he gave Campbell the lounge key and asked that the two come find him when they were ready to head back to the jet. OOC: Campbell, Montoya </blockquote>

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