Isabella also hires ticket-takers, gives them little pots of ink to verify the authenticity of the passes she handed out, and opens the Los Angeles - New York route for the employees of her three companies of choice and anyone who shells out a cool fifteen thousand dollars per round trip (ten K for a one-way). This is steep, but it's within an order of magnitude of what people sometimes pay for short-notice first-class cross-country flights - with less novelty and more hassle. Albeit she doesn't supply inflight meals. She expects to have to raise the price when more people hear about it in response to volume and then be able to drop it again.
By the time the thing has been open for a few days she's fired and replaced one ticket-taker and the others have settled into a routine that she's willing to try out leaving unsupervised for awhile.
If Adarin's up for some up close and personal planet shopping and his results suggest it'll go well, anyway.
"Possibly. I have plans, you see. Well, I mean - I will have plans. Eventually. In the future, at some point."
"Good, good. Otherwise it would be terribly awkward. I'd go trying to be obnoxiously coupley, and you'd say, 'What, no, Adarin, I meant we should actually be obnoxious to each other.'"
"Wow, that sounds like a terrible holiday. If it existed I wonder what would purport to justify it?"
"Hmm. Probably made and kept active by those that are sick of anyone being obnoxiously coupley. So, they just want the couples to be just obnoxious, instead."
"Oooh, could we be obnoxious to each other and apologize later and collect valuable prizes?"
"Ah, then I'm afraid we have no reason to. It will remain an option if the holiday is ever made."
"Yes, that's reasonable. I knew there was a reason you were a priest of the Church of Sense."
"You doubted me? Goodness, it's almost like you don't jump into making opinions without making sure you have all of the facts. Carry on, Inquisitor."
"I love you," she sighs happily. "Right, since we're probably too spooked to do much more exploring today, remind me how long until you can teleport us back? I don't think we're spooked enough to demand it of Zeviana."
"I love you, too. I think it should just be four or five hours, shorter if I nap, but eh - kind of makes me nervous to fall asleep here."
"Somewhat, yeah. I mean I don't think any spells I do will be cutting edge or well-done immediately after waking up, but adrenaline is a powerful thing."
"Okay. Well, if you want, you can nap and I'll sit up and not go too far, but it's not essential."
"... I'd prefer to stay up. Not comfortable enough to fall asleep here, sorry. I am 'spooked' and they had weapons pointed at us."
Hug! "Is there anything we should do while we wait? I don't think I'm up for going to a city, but maybe there's some interesting wildlife around here."