Condescending Gaze
The woman blatantly showed Emmit a once-about glance at him, steadily and intentionally, soaking it in. In her own opinion, he was obviously not supposed to be there in the same lines as her. She aimed her chin at the sign that the line was reserved for first-class flyers. She spits out the confounding terms. Her mouth was like a sneer. Emmit has really been mystified.
Losing Patience
“I think you might be in the wrong place,” said the lady. However, she ordered Emmit to quit the line before he could contradict her and claim that he was traveling first-class. She decided to get before him with a rude scream, “Let’s go through.” Emmit tried to keep quiet and spread the scenario. What was wrong with this woman?