"Right Paris 1920. Say May?" she questioned as she set the dials obviously happy with his choice. "Ok, ready?" she asked shifting into serious mode. She didn't want to crash and hurt their last bit of home. The engines started sounding and Romana kept her eyes glued to the print out her by-pass was showing. "A little more thrust..." she directed the doctor as she turned one of the dials a bit. Romana muttered a bit as she looked over the next print out. "Left hand down!" she squeaked out. It would be bad to land a few years earlier and in the country side.
She gave the dial one last adjustment before they sat down with a bit of a bump and a slide. She stood quiet and unmoving a bit afraid something would go immediately wrong. "It wasn't perfect but you know we're here." she said losing her serious look in exchange for a grin her hands going into her pockets. "Shall we?" she asked wiggling her fingers for him to take even if it was just for the walk to the door. "The parking break is on right?" she said when the got to the door. Being stranded would be extremely bad especially since no one knew were they were.