...a young man walked near and stood next to her.  She peeked over to him and blushed at the sight of his handsome face.  He seemed oddly familiar to her...  Oh well.  She turned her attention back to the track and saw her suitcase move closer to her.  She reached out her arm, but a large hand grabbed ahold of it just as her hand touched the handle.  She looked up and saw the handsome man looking at her.

“I’m sorry, but I think you have the wrong suitcase,” she said to him in broken Korean.

The man lifted the bag off of the track and looked it over, “You’re right.  I’m sorry about that.  I have the same kind.”

Cate’s eyes widened when he answered in English.  Fluently.  “It’s okay.”  

The man placed the bag on the ground in front of her and released the handle.  “Enjoy your time in Korea,” he said to her with his enticingly deep voice.  He bowed his head to her and walked away to another part of the track where a similar green bag was travelling away from them.