The trip was relatively enlightening, Chris slept the entire way whilst Hannah chattered until she knocked herself out with her jaw.
15 hours later, both woke up to find they were still in the taxi and Joaquin was still driving. They were going down a 4-lane motorway with hundreds of shacks around the sides.
“Where the hell are we?” Chris asked as nicely as possible, not knowing this madman.
“Well, you guys fell asleep and I figured you didn't come from round here so I've driven you to the nearest city with an airport.” There was a pause. “Rio De Janeiro.”
“Oh.”
“Um, we have a small problem, Mr Phoenix. We don't have any money to pay for this cab ride.”
“What?” The cab screeched to a halt.
“We're really sorry! It's just…” Hannah sniffed a bit for good measure. “We were robbed by this nasty, nasty, man…”
“Get out.”
“Oh, come on, mate-“
“Get OUT!”
“Joaquin, please-“ Hannah begged.
“No! I'm sick of people using and abusing me! Like that BASTARD Mel Gibson!” He choked back a sob.
“Let's get out.” Chris sighed. He opened the door and got out.
“Arse.” Hannah slammed the door. “Piss off then! You were crap in Quills!”
The cab honked and drove away.
“ARSE!” Hannah muttered.
“Come on. We can't be far from Rio now.”
“You say that sort of thing all the time, Chris, and we've been hijacked, kidnapped and dumped under your guidance!”
Chris stuck his hand out and a large bus with 50 people sitting on the roof stopped.
“Chris Joannou, if you think that I'm about to get on that bus then you've got a bloody-“
“Come on! It'll be fun!” Chris dragged Hannah on before she could rebel. She took a while to adjust to her surroundings but after a while she realised that she was standing under a tall lanky man with sweaty armpits.
“Eeeew! Chris!”
She looked around to see Chris sitting calmly next to a window completely uncrowded and in a gentle breeze (B.O. free).
She struggled over and sat down next to him. “How do you cope like this?!” She asked.
“Now I see the social class trait in you.” Chris grinned.
“I'm not snobby! I'm just…” Hannah looked around. “Displeased. You've got me used to the high-life you have. I don't know why you're accusing me - you're the one who leads a life of luxury.” She huffed. Then drew a sudden intake of breath. “I'm turning into JESS!!” She thought for a while. “Maybe I'm just trying to make up for her absence.” She thought aloud.
“You don't need her now, honey-cheeks.” Chris said cheerily. “You got me.”
Hannah stared out the window.
“I don't think Jess would ever drag me to Rio De Janeiro.”
“Exactly. I treat you. When did she ever do that?” Hannah didn't get a chance to speak before the bus stopped and Chris leapt up. “Here's our stop!” He said, cheerily.
They got off and stepped into a busy dusty street.
“Oh, thank you for the treat, darling husband.” Hannah said sarcastically as a filthy looking dog tried to crap on her foot.
“It's not my fault we got kidnapped at the airport!” Chris said angrily.
“Don't say it as if it was my fault!” Hannah replied, aghast.
“Well maybe if you hadn't been so busy ogling Jimmy on the plane we'd have been paying more attention as to which limo we got into!”
Hannah gasped.
“You cheeky, cheeky BASTARD!” She squeaked. “Maybe if your cousin wasn't so DAMN FINE I wouldn't have been ogling him!”
“DON'T HATE ME FOR BEING BEAUTIFUL!” Chris yelled. Hannah stuck her tongue out at him.
“Piss off and DIE!” She muttered, gathering all the maturity she could muster.
“FINE! I WILL!” Chris turned on his heel and marched off.
“FINE!” Hannah turned her back and folded her arms. After a few seconds cooling off time she turned around to see a mass of people bustling around. “Er…Chris?” She asked, looking around nervously.
“Hola!” Said a random Spanish guy in front of her.
“ARRGH!” Hannah staggered backwards and backed up off the road. “Crap!” She realised she had lost Chris…in the middle of a huge city in a country she knew nothing about. She was screwed. “CRAP! CRAP CRAP CRAPPING CRAPPITY CRAP!” She put her head in her hands. A Spanish woman who had clearly thought her outburst had been Spanish, started talking to her in a fast jabbering voice.
“ARRGH!” Hannah turned and fled.