Telling someone you've lost that lovin' feeling is never easy, no matter the circumstance. At best there's a broken heart to console; at worst there's your car, which you'd rather not find keyed. Riverfront Times doesn't condone lying to a companion, but for damage-control purposes, sometimes it's necessary to cushion the blow by spinning the old "extenuating circumstances" yarn. Instead of defaulting to the "It's not you; it's me" line, try a more creative approach by turning a romantic-comedy tradition on its head: Plan the breakup to unfold at Lambert-St. Louis International Airport, where security guards are plentiful and goodbyes a dime a dozen. Whether or not a plane ticket is in play is irrelevant. Though one perk of a breakup is rediscovering yourself, and what better way to do that than flying solo to a city not tainted by memories of a former flame? Even better: Once the tearful goodbyes are over, there's the opportunity to get wasted at whatever restaurant/bar awaits in the terminal.