“Well, I don’t know how you managed to get us out of that mess, but you have my thanks. I suppose your following me around and keeping an eye on my exploits was with the best of intentions. I really shouldn’t, kid, but you clearly have questions, and after all this, you deserve answers.”

(removes helmet)

“I expected you’d be surprised. You’ve seen my face in the papers. ‘Merced Whitlock, heiress to the Whitlock Aviation Company!’ ‘Socialite!’ ‘Spendthrift!’ Let them believe that. It allows me to keep doing what I do, in the interest of the people.“

“...Let’s keep this little secret between us, shall we? I’m sure if you keep taking to the skies, we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other soon enough.”