"I wonder if I'll get greeted by those goofs again?" Gin chuckled, bringing forth her passport as she walked wearily up to the gates; it had been a more eventful trip than she had originally planned. 'A bad trip that ended better than I had expected..' Her face flushed, as she brushed her fur-lined hood back and gave a slight smile. "Would someone let me in?" Asked Gin blandly, in no mood for idle chit-chat that tended to plague the boresome job of gate duty. "Please?" Of course, she couldn't forget her manners!