Tussling over the bag, wind buffeting you back and forth, your hands brushing as you both frantically dig around inside it. Then the momentary, frozen standoff — one of you clutching the priceless figurine, the other the wallet containing a single plane ticket, the unmarked bills, and the unread love letter.
Then you leave the pier to call a taxi.
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You read the info on the plane ticket: from Chicago to Lima, on the 17th April 1943.
Lima explains the strange looking figurine and the tweed outfit: an Indiana Jones remake, gender-swapped.
You sight at the ideas of the fatal traps in the jungle temple, hoping there won't be any racist native.
You prefer rom-coms to adventure movies, but the date could mean punching some nazis, and it has been so long since you had this opportunity.