Although it was necessary to explain our need to taxi back to the gate for fuel, the curfew dilemma was another matter. It had been renegotiated once already. Perhaps we could be successful again. Regardless, Leon decided to announce the bad news to the passengers. Interestingly enough, during the course of our travels on the taxiways, the purser had informed us that one of the passengers was dating a Bermuda air traffic controller. The passenger had contacted his controller friend via cell phone in hopes of helping with the curfew. I hadn't discouraged the creativity, but I wrote the information off as fun but not quite worthwhile.