For Playful NaivegirlI waited patiently at the airport, it is 5 mins to the arrival time. The bunch of fresh champagne rose buds in my hand awaits eagerly for their rightful owner to come receive them. Looking around I faintly spot a beautiful long hair lady, she seems to radiate an aura of cheerfulness and friendliness. I know it must be her, my long awaited princessÂ….Naivegirl. I waved at her she acknowledge by waving fanatically back. She is so vibrant, it is as though she powers the lights in the airport with her energy.
She walked towards me with luggage in tow, to my surprise I for once is so attracted by someone that I did not do my normal routine of being a nice guy and take her luggage for her. This would be unusual for me as a big buaya. I thought about it for a while and soon shrug it off. I recovered quickly and quickly stumbled over,
“Hi, Hi! I am Callan, You must be Naïve! It is so great to know you!”
“Hi, Hi! I am Naïve, You must be Callan! It is so great to know you!”
I am sort of surprised, that she gave me an almost identical reply. I smiled at her and think that she must be a really playful lady. I took the luggage from her and pulled it behind me as I escorted her to the Taxi stand. I tried to make small talk, but she only either nod her head fanatically, or smile broadly at me. I am wondering if she is so happy that she finally reaches Singapore that made her behavior so exceptional. HmmmÂ…..such energy even after a plane flight is exceptional too, I thought. The queue at the taxi stand is very long, so I suggested we go for so Ice-cream at Swedsens first before going back to the hotel, seeing that she is not tired at all. She still maintains that broad smile and nods.
I brought her to the restaurant, we sat and I asked her what she wants, this time she shakes her head, so I thought that maybe she would like me to decide. I signal the waitress over,
“A double scoop of Vanilla and Strawberry for the lady and a sticky chewy Chocolate for me.”
“A double scoop of Vanilla and Strawberry for the gentleman and a sticky chewy Chocolate for me.”
She repeated to the waitress.
“Ermmm…..Just take my order that would be enough.” I smiled.
She amuses me by now. What is she doing? If she is trying to show me that she is playful, I sure get the message already. She maintains that broad smile and look at me. A thought suddenly cross my mind, hmmm her luggage seems exceptionally light what did she bring to SG? So I casually ask her if she brought enough clothing to Singapore, she shakes her head. I frownÂ….hmmmÂ….I am really becoming suspicious.
The ice-cream arrived, I decided not to talk too much as our conversation seems to be getting nowhere for it is mostly just me talking. I thought that maybe if I keep quiet, she would talk more. She licked her ice-cream like a child, so innocently so naively. I smiled to think that she can really look this naïve with a ice-cream. While I am deep in my own thoughts, she suddenly took the bag she was carrying in hand, open it, and seem to be talking to something inside. It broke me from my thoughts, and I tried to see what or who she is talking to. She then took a spoonful of ice-cream and seem to be feeding something inside. I do not know what. I got worried, no pets are allowed in the airport, I thought that she might have smuggled a dog in or something. I stood up and tried to see what is inside the bag. I can’t see anything, just pitch black.
“Mind if I look into your luggage?”
She again shakes her head.
I do not know if it is a yes or a no, but I decided that I would think about the consequences later. I went over and put my hand into the bag to see if I could feel anything……nothing except soft black satin. Hmmm….the satin does not seem to be part of the bag, so I tried to take out a piece of it. A big piece came out, it is satin all right, nothing else, except for a little ice-cream stain on it. I cannot explain the odd behavior of Naïve. It would be rather abnormal. I do not know what to think. Intrigued I am now, so I decided to open her other luggage, to my surprise they are all not lock, and guess what is inside? Just Lots of pink lace and black satin. A whole lot of it.
It does not make sense any more, why would anyone just bring satin and lace to Singapore? Unless they are having some big fetish for it, winks but even that they would bring other things in their luggage too, not just these. I asked her what are these, and she maintains that broad big smile and shakes her head. This is getting nowhere, I do not understand.
“Are you Naïve?”
“Are you Callan?”
She replied.
“Who are you?”
“Who am I?”
She asked me.
“Argh! If this is a joke you are getting to far. I treat you with respect and you take me as a clown, this is so rude of you!”
I barked.
She maintains that smile. It is becoming sickening. Then I heard someone calling my name at the entrance of Swedsens. I turned around, and saw Asure,
“Callan! We are all looking for you. Naïve is already here! What are you doing here? Buayaing again?!?”
“But…..ermmm……but…”
The truth suddenly seems to hit me…..this girl in front of me is not Naïve but someone else. Someone not so normal. I slap my self for my own silliness and my big blunder. So what am I going to do to this woman now? I figured that it will be best that I hand her over to the airport police and let them handle her.
I told Asure that I have some stuff to attend to and will join them tomorrow at the outing. I paid for the bill and get her to follow me, luggage in tow, to the Airport police office.
“Excuse me, I would like to hand someone who is not of the sane state of mind over. She might cause trouble for the public especially if someone is to meet someone who they have never seen before. (Gees, I can still dig at myself.) The sergent looked at me…and then at her…..
“Oh…it’s you again…..so how many satin and lace did you get from the luggage room this time?”
“Dun want…….dun want…..”
She is mumbling.
I somehow figured out from the officer that she is a regular troublemaker at the airport, stealing pink lace and black satin from other peoples luggage. She takes them as her darlings and is now a blacklisted person in their list. She is not suppose to even appear within the airport. And I would be so unlucky to meet her the day I pick Naïve up.
So girl, it would be great if you can sent me a photograph of yourself so that I would not mistake so lace and satin maniac for you when I pick you up at the airport. I suppose you will, after I crack this much brain juice to get a date from you right? 