Jackson steps onto the cramped commercial flight. He has a high profile case to tend to across the country, and he is in economy. Why spend a fortune on a fancy ticket for a couple hours of air time?

The takeoff was fine, and soon, they were cruising six miles up in the sky. His seat was next to someone entirely unimportant to him, and Jackson had the aisle seat. He sat quietly as the flight attendant came by with the little refreshment cart. He usually didn't take anything, but today, he felt like a treat.

"Excuse me."

He said. Getting the attendant's attention.

"You wouldn't happen to have ginger ale, would you?"