Short Story

His natural tan skin had turned white as he began to quiver. This had been his fear for most of last night as well as earlier this morning. Trembling, he reached over and touch the tiny lite button to call the attention of the flight attendant. Outside, wind and sleet began to slap against the belly of the plane. Away in the attendants quarters, a woman pours a dark drink. She walks down the crowded aisle and delivers his drink. "One Bloody Mary." tones the attendant, in a rehearsed voice.
Thick sleet slams against the plane window, startling him as he lets out a small shriek. The shake begin again. A slim attractive woman next to him laughs under her breath and smile.
" A little nervous ? " she implies.
" Just first time jitters " he replies.
They both glance at each other. Time passes as an awkward silence emerges.
" My name is Joan."
She puts her hand out waiting for a response. The  man gulps down his drinks and shakes her hand.
" Hi I'm Charlie, nice to meet you"  Hey response in a shaky-unsure voice.