***This is a horror story, so if you can't handle the events, just hang in there. This isn't 100% false, since Tiffany and Nichkhun were confirmed to be dating! Yaysies!***

They finally reach the airport.
Taeyeon: Finally! We're here!
Tiffany: Woah, what's the rush?
Sunny: Did you not see the time? We only have 10 minutos to reach the plane!
Taeyeon: Plus, I would do anything to get away from your PDA.
Nichkhun: What's wrong with that?
Sunny: You guys did it every single segundo we were in the car!
Tiffany: Is it my fault that I'm in love?
Taeyeon: It's your feelings, not ours, so technically, it is your fault.
Tiffany: Let's just go!
Sunny: We can only go if someone could help me get all these bags out of the trunk! Anybody?
Taeyeon: I'll help! These lovebirds can't seem to help themselves, so I might as well.
Tiffany/Nichkhun: Hey!
Taeyeon(sarcastically): Mianhae! (does a 90 degree bow)

They eventually get on the plane, when they see someone familiar.
Taeyeon: Oh no.
Tiffany: Wae?
Taeyeon: Look. (points at Bora)
Tiffany: Let's sit at the other side, Khun.
Sunny: Well, you might be on bad terms, but I'm not. I'll just say hi, and be done. (walks over to Bora) oi Bor--
Bora: Don't speak.
Sunny: Uh, excuse me?
Bora: Sorry I sounded a bit rude, but I need to tell you something.
Sunny: Okay then.
Bora: You're with Tiffany right?
Sunny: Yeah, along with Nichkhun and Taeyeon. Why? How did you know that?
Bora: Well first, the creative differences we had that ruined our friendship was because of her wanting to go to New York and she told me which flight she was going to take.
Sunny: Okay, but why do you care about her if your friendship is ruined?
Bora: Look at these. (pulls out three copies of The New York Times newspapers from three consecutive days)
Sunny: I can't exactly speak English that well, let alone read it.
Bora: Okay, so these are newspapers with the exact same headlines: PERSON KILLED IN TIMES SQUARE. That's near where Tiffany's gonna be working, and your hotel.
Sunny: How does this relay to us?
Bora: The people who got killed all had something in common: They worked at Vogue Magazine as interns.
Sunny: (gasps) Tiffany got a job as an intern...
Bora: Exactly. I'm telling you: Someone is out to get rid of her.
Sunny: Oh my gosh. Well, I need to go take my seat. But, can you do me one favor?
Bora: Anything to help.
Sunny: Can I have these newspapers?
Bora: Sure. But, don't lose these. Guard them with your life.

Sunny outs the newspapers in her purse, takes the assento seguinte to Taeyeon, and then wonders in her head.
Sunny(thinking): What should I do? Should I tell them? If I tell them that Bora told me this, they probably wouldn't believe me. But, Tiffany's life could be in danger, and if the worst case scenario happens... I'll never forgive myself.
Taeyeon: Sunny, are you okay? You seem deep in thought.
Sunny: Oh, it's nothing really. I'm just wondering if I can get used to living in New York.
Taeyeon: Oh trust me, all of us will be sure to find out the outcome later.