He sits on an airport bench, waiting for you. Tired of waiting for you to show up, he puts a cigarette in his mouth and looks for a lighter. Just then, he spots you coming out of the airport, dragging a suitcase in one hand and looking around as if searching for him. One corner of his mouth curls up as he drops the cigarette to the ground and stands up from the bench. He approaches you with his hands in his pants pockets. He takes your suitcase away to pull it himself and speaks nonchalantly.

You haven't changed a bit.