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A group of some of the more popular students of the Betoota Heights Presbyterian Ladies College Class of 1991 appear to be having an absolute scream in the Airport lounge this afternoon.
Mel, Kelly, Millie, Andrea and Bianca (all 44) are today departing on a much-needed catch up, and even more importantly, much needed girl-time.
It’s been literally like a whole year since they were in the same room and probably like five years since they went away on a trip together.
With a couple sneaky pre-flight champagnes getting passed around, and rumours of their 6th and most elusive friend Angie meeting them at the other end of the plane ride, the excited energy is high.
However, amidst all of the shrieking and sexual innuendo, the manager of the gang, Kelly, is vigilantly keeping an eye on the clock.
She’s made it clear she doesn’t want to get carried away with the fun just yet, and wants at least an hour buffer between arriving at the gate and getting on their plane to Magnetic Island via Townsville.
“Hey what gate are we again Kel?” asks Millie
“Ummm.. Let me check.” says Kelly, while looking at the ticket.
“Gate 29”
Andrea, the ‘character’ of the group mishears Kelly and can’t help but run the ball up.
“GATE SIXTY-NINE!??” yells Andrea, with an upward inflexion that would suggest her outburst is also a question as well as a cheap joke.
“No. Twenty-Nine” says Kelly, unable to put out the fire.
“I WAS GONNA SAY!!” says Kel.
“IMAGINE IF IT WAS GATE 69!!!”
“[Hysterical girl laughs]”
