She did the only thing a seasoned bureaucrat could do. She took the pile of papers, went into her glass office, locked the door, and did nothing. And the clock ticked away, and it was already time to board. Finally, the Security agent pounded on the door. Nothing happened. Then the Security agent really pounded on the door. The Customs woman, by now deeply in shock, came back to the counter, stamped the papers, collected the fee, and Douglas and the Security agent ran for the gate, the Security guy carrying all five guns because Douglas was not allowed to handle them. They made it in time.