I'll make sure you don't forget.

(Not that she thinks he would, since the first thing he did was to pick her up, but you know. Zingers, sweetness, and all that. Her dangling legs stretch a little in how comfortable she is, her eyes moving from the lights below to the man flying them around before her head shakes.)

Nope, just got here, but at least I know who's who, mostly. Lotta us are from the same place.