Velma has always been the most-emotional, so she was actually very glad and grateful that she had someone like Dianna. Probably her closest relative, aside from her own parents, she could always entrust the other like a sister, even though they didn't live in the same house, growing up. However, they always found time to talk on the phone, and bond. From them on, since childhood, they've been sticking to each other by the hip, sharing a multitude of intellectual interests...although Dianna was the most-artistic, out of the two. Giving her cousin a sad smile, she took a deep breath, and proceeded on boarding. 

Scooby whimpered, as Maggie looked at the ground, having to feel slightly disappointed and saddened, that she couldn't enjoy the moment any longer, before heading onto another grand adventure. However, instead of a heartfelt reunion, it remained the same, since they broke up, two years ago - distant, shallow, and "shoulder-chipped", as if they were complete strangers, all over again...before they met in high school. Shaggy walked next to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and brought her in to comfort her, by the time they and the dog eventually followed. 

In the plane, due to the rows having only three seats, most of the gang had to be split up in various directions, although they were all close to one another, and not far away; therefore, it was a packed flight. Internally, they were all pretty glad they didn't have to talk to each other the entire flight. Maggie was seated with Fae and Dianna in one row, in front of Fred and Velma, and next to the row that had contained Shaggy and Scooby. It was complicated to sort out, but it was easy to find everyone, considering that they were all near each other. 

Reading a book - a cookbook, apparently - that she managed to grab from one of the stores in the airport, Maggie managed to keep her eyes on the pages, despite the loud noise, although she did take occasional glances at Shaggy, who seemed to be talking to a pretty blonde girl, next to him. With her hand still up, in order for the guy in the next seat to get out of her line of sight, Daphne kept her eyes on a magazine, completely ignoring the dude trying to hit on her. 

It felt good to sit with her close friends, despite the awkwardness - so she decided to break the ice. 
"So, how are you both doing? Taking it okay?"