"Okay, there's my suitcase, get it for me. Caine, go on, you can show off your fancy suit and muscles." Robin nudged Caine with her foot without looking up from her phone.
Muttering something about how she couldn't get any lazier, Caine grabbed her suitcase and pulled it off the conveyor belt thing. "You can pull it yourself." He said, and Robin grinned. "Have you got yours, Jace?" He asked.