The Ancient One and his companions flew the skies of Europe. It was a dark and dismal night.  A priest had just had an unfortunate encounter with the cover of a cellar way.  Now they headed for a great airport.
"Stay low!"  The Ancient One told his companions.  "Even in this form we could mess up a jet engine. I don't want a crash.  That's not why we're here."
"And I don't want to put myself back together his female companion answered, "after being shredded into a thousand pieces!"
They came to a great terminal.  A lovely female voice was announcing arrivals and departures.  As The Ancient One stood looking up a little girl walked right through him.  "Eww!"  The Ancient One moaned, "She's got bad vibes!  I think we're going to have to do something about papa, but later!  Come on!"
He led his companions up to the ceiling.  He pointed to his male companion.  "Put your back to this.  Lift it up a little.  Take the pressure off."  His male companion did so.  The Ancient One pointed to his female companion and another section.  She did likewise. The Ancient One then went up and reached in behind the roof segment.  There was a popping sound and he dropped the head of a bolt on the floor.  He went to where his female companion was lifting the section and did the same there.  "There we go!  Now all we have to do is wait for a good wind.  The sections will rock back and forth, the pins will work their way out, and Jericho!"
"What if somebody's under it?" his female companion asked.
"Not our problem," The Ancient One answered.  "We didn't build it with faulty materials.  We're just speeding things up a little bit, making them happen when they'll be more to our advantage."
"What are we gonna do next," his male companion asked, "sink The Queen Mary?"
The Ancient One Smiled.
 "He's just kidding!"  his female companion put in.  "Come on!  Let's see if we can catch some more of those drug smugglers. It's so cool when we move those marker buoys and they hit them going that fast!"
"Yes," The Ancient One answered, "but the next time make sure you put it back in the right place!  We almost ran an oil tanker aground!  Thank goodness the pilot had the good sense to check the GPS."
"Well, they shouldn't leave the old anchors down there where they lose them!"  his female companion answered. "How did I know?"
Everybody laughed and they took flight.  As they were leaving the airport The Ancient One hit a man's suitcase.  It went flying.  It was way over  filled, and when it hit the pavement the zipper let go.  Clothes and photographs flew everywhere!  The man carrying the suitcase quickly began to pick it up, stuffing the things inside, but a passer by gathered up some of the photos, waved over a policeman, and showed them to him.  The policeman stared at them, then, at the man and the little girl.
As The Ancient One and his companions soared skyward his female companion cried, "Got him!"
The Ancient One just smiled his usual contented smile.