"Sure thing, Skipper," she agreed and peeled away to get the other plane to chase. It left them supposedly defenseless and at the whim of the Nazi, but the Nazi would have to aim well enough to hit them. She weaved and swayed into the clouds, cloaking them from visuals. "Hang on," she warned and pulled the nose of their plane up, looping in the thick clouds and seeming to get lost. "Wait for it..." The world burst back into view with the enemy plane ahead of them by a hundred yards.