I've eaten my words on this before, but I'm hopeful that the ween-subsidised plane tickets won't keep coming in perpetuity.
The sooner that stops, the sooner her tendrils come off Cobes for good.
I've caught her saying "when Jawshee comes to visit me" and I have a little chuckle just imagining the logistics of that.
He has to receive and keep the tickets safe, remember the departure date, have a valid passport, have a way of reaching the airport in good time and the wherewithal to go through the entire process of checking in and getting to his gate. That's before we even get into whether or not he can be bothered or whether he had one too many drink combos the next before.