An older man in a straw fedora and tweed jacket was reaching up to put his baggage away when I noticed a big something on the back of his jacket. It looked like either a spider or a bumblebee. I was quite horrified. Then a woman came up with a glass case, said, "Excuse me, hold still," and brushed whatever it was into the case and clamped the lid.
What was it? A piece of chocolate? She went off immediately -- did she explain to the man what it was? Is she always prepared for such events?
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