"Samuel," Rick started, turning to face the kid with a blank face, "he wasn't exactly giving you permission to knock him out." Samuel blushed. "H-he wasn't? He said he would be the 'fine' as long as this vehicle does not gain the ability of flight, which is is?" He stated, making it more like a question he had no answer for. Rick shook his head, sighing. "Kids theses days...never know when yes means yes." He muttered, turning back towards the window.

Brand watched the outside of the car. It looked like the paint job on the side doors was splitting and extending itself into wings. THe sound of the engine was getting louder, and then suddenly the ground below was getting further and further away. The the now transformed plane jolted with speed. "We will be there in a few minutes." Rick said, pulling out his phone and began scrolling. "If you have any initial questions, I can answer them now."