They had an audience. It was a smaller one, but Zinda was fine with that. She'd climbed into her cockpit and done her thing. She smiled at her time. It wasn't the best time she'd ever had, but it was still fairly impressive, so she'd given Hal a small, sarcastic little wave and watched him take off and fly.
She wasn't really worried. He was a good flier from what she could see, but Zinda was nothing if not sure of herself.
So when George declared a tie she was right there beside him. "No." It was the only thing she said for a second shooting daggers at both of them.
"That's unacceptable!" But George was already walking off. At least Hal looked as unamused as she did.
"I don't know about you, but I'm marchin' to his office and gettin' us time for next week, because this is bullshit." She said bluntly.