If you travel a lot by plane, be careful with overly friendly and talkative seat neighbors. A senior lady came and sat next to me on the plane. She asked me to help her put her luggage in the overhead compartment, but a man who was going to sit on the other side did it quickly. (I'm not very tall, and the overhead compartment is something I try to avoid at all costs.)
As soon as I sat down, she started chatting. The lady was very nice and articulate, so we chatted throughout the flight to Dubai. Suddenly, when the pilot announced that we were beginning our descent towards DXB, my new friend started 'feeling' stomach pains. Out of concern, I pressed the flight attendant button, and the flight attendant came to find out what the problem was.
I told her that my seatmate was not feeling well. Suddenly, the lady started addressing me as 'my daughter.' The flight attendant said they couldn't do anything more than giving her some painkillers and waiting for landing.
The pilot announced that we had a medical emergency on board and advised everyone to remain calm. My new friend was crying and sweating profusely. She refused to let go of my hand, and everyone assumed we knew each other. So, we landed in DXB, and the same man who had helped put her luggage in the overhead compartment retrieved it. But as he took it down, he advised me to distance myself from the lady and make it clear to the cabin crew that we were not traveling together. He said he was a Godsent!
So, indeed, the cabin crew came and asked me if we were related, and I told them we had just met on the plane. I didn't know her at all. We started to disembark, and when I said goodbye, she begged me to take her bag. I was torn, but the man who had placed it looked me in the eyes and emphatically shook his head. He passed me a note telling me to let the cabin crew handle her.
So, I got off the plane and let my 'new friend' wait for the wheelchair and be handled by the cabin crew, feeling very guilty.