The blonde woman huffed and crossed her arms, still insisting on the dirtiness of the overhead bin. Jason and the other passengers exchanged looks of annoyance and disbelief. The tension in the cabin was palpable, and everyone kept silent so as to not delay the flight any further.
The stewardess returned and motioned for the Black man to follow her. “We have a seat for you further up, sir,” she said, her tone soothing. He nodded, standing up and casting one last disapproving look at the blonde woman before walking down the aisle.