Chapter 2: And It's Only Thursday Morning

	January 22, 2016
   Paperback and Bobby have been in the jet for a few hours now. Just as Paperback
began to drift into sleep, she heard a faint strumming noise. She glanced over to
Bobby, and saw that he was looking out the window, playing and singing quietly,
so she decided to join in. Soon, the whole plane was filled with the sad music, "I
look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping, while my guitar gently weeps..."
   She went over to Bobby, sitting next to him, and looked at his guitar. "Where'd you
find this thing?"
   "I built it."
   "Really? You built a bass guitar? By yourself?"
   "Yep, and it's more than just that," Bobby said, as he pressed down on one of the
frets. Suddenly, the whole guitar began to shift and transform, and finally, the whole
guitar had transformed into a miniature machine-gun, complete with a lock-on computer.
"It's a pretty powerful weapon, too."
   For a moment, Paper back remained silent, until finally she said "... That is really
cool." Bobby let out a half smile as he pressed the button on the side of the gun, which
caused it to return to its normal form. He looked at Paperback for a moment, managing to
make eye contact. But a moment later, his face grew red and he turned away. Paperback
just laughed, which caused him to go even redder, until finally, she stopped. She put her
hand on his shoulder, before getting up and going back to her original seat, where she
said quietly, "G'night, Bobby." She glanced over to him, only to find that when she had
put her hand on his shoulder, as she got up from her seat, it had made contact with his
face, which made him so nervous he actually passed out. She smiled in an amused way, and
went to sleep...

	January 23, 2016
   *This is your captain speaking, we've just landed in Liverpool, Britain. Thank you, and
enjoy your stay.*
   Paperback and Bobby got off the plane and started out onto the street. Paperback pulled
out a GPS, and pulled the Liverpool map. She turned and said "Okay, we're about 2 miles or
so from the Cavern Club, so we might have to--" Her voice trailed off as she lifted her
head. She had been talking as if Bobby had followed, but he was nowhere to be found.
   Bobby was gone.