As soon as Agent dickhead pressed the intercom button I knew that he was up to something. Looking out my window I watched as Widmer flew this commercial jet just like a real one almost hitting the control tower. Couldn't help but laugh a little at how fun that just felt.
"Not really worried, but thanks for the concern. Somethin' to drink would be great." Got up and walked over to him so he wouldn't have to wait on me.
"Just 'cause I haven't flown before doesn't mean you gotta show off. Or it might make me wonder what your motives are." Raising an eyebrow at him I wondered what his game was or whether or not he liked to do this kinda shit on his own too. Somehow it seemed like it might've been a special performance for me to test to see if I was really worthy of hanging with the big boys. Wouldn't be the first time someone has tried to test me on that.