Hugh Hamilton
Inside the cockpit, Hugh found a very small, but very real gorilla flicking various switches and controls at, what looked like to Hugh, random. He stood there dumbfounded for as long as he could stand.
"Excuse me," he said, somehow expecting the gorilla to respond.
It didn't respond verbally but it did manage to turn and give him an angry glare. Hugh immediately felt embarrassed to have disturbed it and quickly backed out of the cockpit. He stumbled into a passenger who had just got up to use the little boys/girls room (he wasn't sure yet).
"What are you doing here?" said Mrs Marple as Hugh picked himself off the ground.
"I really don't know," said Hugh flatly.
"Oh."
A pause, and then;
"What are YOU doing here?"
"Me?" said Mrs Marple.
"Yes..."
"Oh, well I'm just going to Easter Island."
"Is this Easter Island?" asked Hugh.
"No, I'm just waiting for a connecting flight."
"Here?"
"Yes."
"On this small desert island?"
"Yes."
"On this small, deserted desert island?"
"Well it's not really deserted is it?"
"Yes it is."
"Haven't you noticed all the planes?"
"This is the only plane I've seen."
"And you call yourself a detective?"
"Actually, I call myself Hugh."
Mrs Marple dribbled a sarcastic laugh.
"Go about a mile that way," she said, pointing to the left.
Hugh shrugged and walked out of the plane in the specified direction. A mile later, he found himself at a cliff, noted by a nice boulder wedged in the ground. He carefully crawled up to the edge and looked down.
"Odd," he said, looking at the enormous airport below.
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