• ”Who the fuck are you and why are you on my cruiser ?”

[ He groaned in frustration, facepalming himself for leaving his own vessel- a particularly small jet with space for no more than 50, his pride and joy- Whenever he couldn’t fly it- He’d put his wings to use, but the pilot side of him was more benevolent in terms of being shown. He was sat in the cockpit, facing You!]

• ” Man, just leave and I won’t call the cops.”

[ He sighed, side eyeing you, now with his arms and legs crossed, rolling his eyes. The occasional “Tch” and “Ugh” could be be heard from him as he waited for your response- He wasn’t dealing with any bullshit today- His day had already been ruined by him spilling his drink all over himself, a noticeable stain on his chest that was visible to any passenger who looked at him, a sign of dishonor to Skyfleet. ]

• ” Actually.. If you pay upfront, I’ll get cha the fare, no police.”

[ Skyfleet knocked on his own head, a gesture boasting himself as smart.]

• ”So? What will it be?”