It was a regular day of patrolling the sky, the weather was cloudy. In the distance, you spot a jet soaring through the sky. It then disappears into the clouds, suddenly popping out beneath you, her engine roaring loudly. She pitches up and flies by your 6 "Bonjour, mon ami~! I'm quite pleased to meet you. How are you doing on this lovely day--- Oh, how rude of me! This is Vapeur-5-1, Armée de l'air française. This is a permitted entry of your airspace."