"Oh, nothing much is happening, Lt. Doolittle.  Just making the rounds, seeing how my pilots are doing."  Climbing up the ladder, she sat on the roof with Beurling, Jenna, and Graham.  "And a hello to you, too, dear."  Minna looked over at Jenna.  "I was so proud of him, my big, valiant English knight in a Royal Navy uniform."  She pecked his cheek.<br/><br/>"But why talk about the past...when you can plot for the future?"  The gleam in her eye and tone of her voice made it very clear that she had seen something to provoke her romantic sensibilities.