"What?!" Terrance exclaimed when Vince commented on the familiar red-head. He leaned over to gaze out one side window, his eyes just barely catching a flash of scarlet, before he felt the jet sharply tilt to the side. Nearly screaming, he returned his attention to the front view, straightening the jet. On the ground, it must've looked like the jet nearly did a fancy trick.<br/><br/>Panting, he quickly snapped his head in Vince's direction. "You're a real ass when ya' wanna' be. No, scratch that, you're ALWAYS one." He snapped, before huffing and immediately returned his attention to the front of the jet . After that, he said nothing merely holding the tiller of the jet tightly in his hands.