"Jessie said she'd be at the gift shop," Slater reminded his friends as they grabbed their luggage. He stopped and rubbed his hands together nervously, scanning the airport for Jessie.
"Slater, you just said she was meeting us at the gift shop. Why are you searching for her at baggage claims?" Zack reminded him putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I just want to make sure… you know, just in case," he shifted shoving one hand into his pockets.
"Slater, get a grip," Kelly urged him gently. "You don't have to be nervous. We're meeting Jessie, not the first lady."
As soon as she had finished speaking, a young man ran into her knocking her bag off her shoulder.
"Hey, watch it, pal," Zack warned, picking up Kelly's bag and putting it on his other shoulder, but the young man was already out of ear shot. "You ok?" he asked Kelly.
"I'm fine. It's so crowded, I'm surprised that's the first person that's run into me."
"Yeah, we're lucky we haven't lost each other," then, he grabbed her hand. "Just a precaution," he winked.
"Speaking of lost, where's Screech?" Kelly asked.
"I thought he was right behind us," Zack told her looking around.
Suddenly, Screech came running up hugging his suitcase to his chest.
"Whew, that was close! Some old lady claimed that my suitcase was hers and attacked me with her cane to get it back!"
"And we thought we had problems," Zack chuckled to Kelly.
"We'd better start moving before she finds me," Screech hugged the suitcase to his chest again, then looked left and right.
"You don't have to convince us," he replied referring to him and Kelly, "Just lead feet over there," he motioned his head toward Slater who had been frozen in place for the past few minutes.
"Maybe this was a bad idea," Slater muttered as his three friends approached him. Screech grabbed Slater's left arm and Zack used his free hand to grab his right as they begun directing him toward the gift shop.
Slater dug his heels into the ground. "What if she doesn't like my new outfit? What if she looks different? What if she doesn't like the same things she used to? What if she doesn't like my new hair?"
"What if you gave it a rest?" Zack stopped dragging him and rolled his eyes.
"Slater, you're worrying yourself over nothing. It's been four months, not four years," Kelly added. "Just be yourself."
"Not a fretting frantic female!" Screech told him sternly.
Slater nodded and stood up out of Screech's and Zack's grasp. "I can do this," he told them straightening his stance and adjusting his shirt collar. Zack gave him a pat on the back.
"I can do this," Slater repeated brightly with a smile.
The four walked together following the gift shop signs. When the gift shop was in view, they all stopped simultaneously to scan the area for Jessie.
"They hop off the plane and stop right in the middle of where everyone's walkin', like they own the place," said a familiar voice with a New York accent. "Gotta be from LA."
"Yep, it's an LA faux paux if I've ever seen one," a pretty voice replied.
With annoyed looks on their faces, the four friends turned to face the two rude voices. Then, their frowns turned to smiles.
"Lisa!" they exclaimed. Kelly gave her a huge hug as Lisa laughed and returned it. Then, Lisa hugged Zack and Slater.
Screech waited calmly swaying until it was his turn. Lisa hesitated, then, smiled a big smile as she opened her arms up for a hug. Screech squeezed her and lifted her off the floor.
"It's good to see you too, Screech," Lisa laughed.
"I know we aren't the best of friends, but a guy still likes to be noticed," Eric kidded.
"Hey, man!" Zack and Slater greeted him with a hand shake. Kelly smiled and shook his hand as well.
Suddenly, Slater froze causing the laughter and hugs to stop for a moment as everyone turned to see what he was looking at.
"Jessie," Slater greeted in a soft voice with just a hint of excitement.
"Slater," Jessie replied, with a slight smile.