[Dean/"Ricardo"]

Date: 2007-03-01 10:09 pm (UTC)
Ricardo and Francis continued inhaling food while listening to the very much taken (Dammit!) British hottie. "According to the pilot," she continued, "the aeroplane was about 1000 miles off course, so search and rescue doesn't even know where we are. If they are looking for us, they're looking in the wrong place."

Ricardo slammed his fork down. "A *thousand* miles off course!? When I found out which one of us is the pilot, I'm gonna kick his ass!"

Francis laid one hand on his shoulder. "Hey, chill. We don't even know if the pilot's here, let alone survived. 'Sides, the pilot could be a woman."

Ricardo frowned. He wouldn't kick a chick's ass. Not unless she threw the first punch, anyway.

Hunt's coarse laugh cut through Ricardo's thoughts. "A bird pilot? I don't care how many bloody years in the future it is. No one in their right mind would board an aeroplane piloted by a woman. They can't even drive!"

Several chairs scraped against the lineoleum as Ricardo, Francis, and a few other stood. Ricardo jabbed at finger at the jerk. "*You* are going to learn to keep ass-backwards opinions to yourself."

Francis looked from Ricardo to Hunt and back. "What my... uh, friend is trying to say is that if you expect anyone to help you in any way, shape, or form, you'd better lay off the insults."
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