[Evil Tink]

Solomon frowned as he waited in the cabin of the plane. Of course..delayed. Humans were so obnoxious sometimes. He just sat back and closed his eyes, deciding he could probably use some rest.

After about an hour and a half, the plane was finally hurdling down the tarmac and taking off towards London. He wouldn't doubt that the plane would land just before leaving the States to refuel, just to make sure, and land at the first airport in Britain to do the same. Continental flights were iffy with him, but he just had to deal with it. It was going to be a long, long flight.