S1E1: Mad World, July 1st, 2003

Lucius flicks his tail towards the carousel out of instinct, but his mind is very far from the package - how can it not be, when something curious is happening right in the opposite direction? The bag can wait until the commotion is over, it certainly isn't going to just disappear while he's not looking, right? Right.

So instead of moving towards the baggage, the hóuzi just continues his maneuvering through the crowd while keeping an eye out for any trouble. Once appropriately in range, he waves at the burly man and calls out: "Hey there, big guy, what seems to be the problem?" He glances around, noting the presence of another bystander - this one in uniform, although he doesn't look like security, - and moves to stand next to both of them. "Chill, pal, you're kinda scaring the folks over here. Probably won't help your case if you get arrested, you know?"

"Sir, I'm looking for a bag just like that one. Would you mind if I check the name tag? It'll only take a second," Erik asks the man with the awfully gaudy bag.

"Wow, you too? I'm looking for a pretty similar bag myself! Is this some weird new line of fashion bags I'm not aware of? I mean, there is certainly some flair to the palette and all..." Lucius comments as he watches the uniform man (a marine, maybe?) examine the bag, then turns his attention back to the cabbie: "A hundred bucks? Damn, gasoline prices are expensive today. Anyway, you should probably report her to security, let the officials handle it."

Erik will reach a hand out to grasp the bag, in order to check the tag.

"My apologies. When I was gifted a bag just like this, I never dreamed it would be the popular piece of luggage this season. Did you get it in Hawai'i by chance? Big Island?"

Alfie had been about to chase after the woman who disappeared into the crowd, assuming she had picked up his bag by mistake, but then three other identical bags appear throughout the baggage claim and he quickly realizes that the situation is more complicated than he thought. Given that the other bags are currently in the possession of a cop, a Russian man being intercepted by a soldier, and a woman who is now nowhere to be seen, Alfie decides to go check the unattended bag on the carousel, as that seems like the most sensible thing to do right now.

"Sorry! Excuse me…" Alfie weaves through the crowd, ducking past the kerfuffle between Erik, Peter, Lucius, and Mac, and makes his way over to Carousel 3.

The commotion seems to be caused by a lady in distress, which makes Phillip disinclined to involve himself. This is a public place and there are plenty of people around to help her, if she indeed needs help. Instead he focuses on finding his suitcase, so he approaches the closest carousel. He'd meant to wait for the crowd to subside a bit instead of fighting his way through a herd of impatient tourists, but he has already seen people picking up some spectacularly ugly bags and thinks that maybe finding his own won't be as easy as he'd expected.