My Tod?s tap nervously as I watch the ground slip slowly by.
I glance at my Rolex.
?Relax,? I chuckle to myself. ?The jet won?t leave without you.?
I pick a piece of fuzz off my Ermenegildo Zegna suit and adjust my Louis Vuitton Evasion sunglasses.
The pilot looks back at me, smiling, and I acknowledge him by raising my glass of Cristal.
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