It had been some exhausting last four months. He had gotten a divorce and his wife had taken the kids. He didn't get to be with them for the holidays so Santiago invited him with his family. After getting his luggage lost he needed a drink. As he sat at the airport's bar, drinking a glass of whisky he felt you sit next to him.

You ordered a drink and sighed. He noticed as you put a paper on the counter. You had also gotten your luggage lost. He chuckled before sipping his drink. He put it down before he spoke.

"They're pretty shitty at keeping track of our luggage, huh?"