FREQUENT FLIERS main characters, Lanie Turner and Ridley Aronsen, sit for a brief interview.   How would you describe your family or your childhood? RIDLEY: (pauses) Fine. LANIE: It was just me and my mom, but during the summers, there were lots of people: my grandma and my cousins, Gem and Les… extended family, friends and neighbors. Mine was a small but very happy family. RIDLEY: That. Happy. LANIE: silence RIDLEY: Okay, maybe a little less supervised than hers, less structured or I suppose, supervised, but still happy. I had three older siblings and there was always some adult around to sort us out…eventually.   What is your greatest talent? LANIE: I can tie a cherry stem with my tongue. RIDLEY: (chokes) Well, then. Um, I can… LANIE: (nudges him): Say it. Come on, say it, say it, say it! RIDLEY: Alright, alright. I can wiggle my ears. I also have perfect pitch but for some reason, people are less impressed by that. LANIE: Because he doesn’t play an instrument! You don’t play an instrument and you refuse to sing.   Significant other? LANIE: (thumbs his way) RIDLEY: This beautiful woman beside me.   Biggest challenge in relationships? LANIE: He…

“How can you tell the difference between a good lawyer and bad one?”   Mikaela shrugged, baring her teeth in a decent approxi­mation of a smile. In law school, she and her classmates had traded lawyer jokes as a pastime; she doubted there was one she hadn’t already heard.   “With a bad lawyer, a case might drag on for several years. But a good one knows how to make it last even longer!” The group of men standing with Mikaela all laughed. Her boss and the managing partner of the firm, Art Chamberlain, guffawed the loudest. “Aw, Mr. Proctor, good lawyers are a dime a dozen. They know the law.” Mikaela smiled, taking a sip of her beer. “But great lawyers…” Mikaela paused and the men around her hung on her next words. “…know the judge.” Her grin grew as they all roared around her. Her prospect, Burt Proctor, raised his glass to her as the Yankees scored another run, putting them in the lead. In the seats just outside the doors, the group watching the game erupted. Several men and the few other women in the suite jumped to their feet. “A lawyer is in the elevator,” Mikaela…