Cue The Violins, iPedro

Dropping Travis off at the airport, watching him go through the metal detector about fifty times before he is finally forced to strip himself of his belt, his shoes, and the assorted paraphernalia he is unwisely carrying through the gates. Bad is watching someone drift away from you and powerless to cross into the protected area without a boarding card. Worse is watching this person drift away, drift back into sight, drift away, and drift again into your vision minus his shoes before he finally gets lost in the multitude of people traveling away from you.