Old lang syne

Please, do fasten your seatbelts .We are now approching the Madrid Airport and I kindly request you to respect the landing procedure" . That was a familiar voice Amelie' said to herself. She had attended the airplane-piloting school for a year before skipping for fashion,so it was one in a milion chance that she knew the pilot. "Lets see", she was just thinking when the pilot himself stepped out from his cabin. Amelie' turned to her best friend and confermed : "Yes , it is him. We used to study together and now he is flying for the Emirates. Goodness gracious me." I have seen better , answered her best friend with a voice that actually ment ; that's very interesting". "Just wanted to greet you", said the smiling and tanned pilot called James , "cause I saw your name in the passemgers list". "Oh Gosh, you are wearing Armani-suit also when piloting ?" Amelie' was able to say smilingly. "Yes, actually I met him on one flight and we became friends , so I want to support his magnificent work by wearing his clothingdesign. A great chap". "How about a smoothie this evening?"