James had seen his share of soldiers with bad attitudes in his career to know that Nate was in the same league. Always smart asses in every squadron, and sometimes more than one that like to test the limits. James was about to reply when he was interrupted.
He turned and recognized the raptor pilot, and watched as the two shared a few words before speaking. “What is it, Cupcake?” if this was not her call sign it would have sounded a little sexist coming from a superior officer.