Security

This summer was my first time to fly since the new liquids restrictions. Unfortunately, the paranoia over bottled water has made its way to Java. Going through the security checkpoint, I'm forced to leave my water bottle on a table with a few dozen others. I gulp down a few last drinks before following protocol. But the funny thing is that James walks through the metal detector and, too lazy to empty his pockets, sets it off. No one notices or cares that he has unknown metal content in his pockets, and he gets through.