(http://partycity2.scene7.com/is/image/PartyCity/G485286?wid=400&amp;hei=640&amp;resmode=sharp2)<br/><br/><em>File picture of Dane Riley and his head flight attendant on the San Francisco-Minneapolis flight route taken fifteen months ago. Picture was taken as part of a promotional ad campaign to be run in several flight magazines, campaign was aborted for unspecified reasons.</em><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Dane Riley<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Dane Riley emigrated to the United States from Australia with his father at the age of nine. His father was a former RAAF pilot who upon his retirement had been invited by a former USAF buddy to fly for a small aviation business operating through Alaska, Canada and the northwest United States. Growing up among pilots and helping out in the hangars it was no surprise that Dane became a bush pilot himself. By the time he earned his pilot's licence when he turned eighteen he had racked up plenty of hours in the cockpit.<br/><br/>Dane spent the next six years doing typical bush pilot work, flying tourists throughout Alaska and Canada, ferrying supplies to isolated town and scientific outposts, and overflying rugged wilderness to give budding photographers their dream snap. But while his love for flying remained strong he eventually became bored with the wilderness, and began looking for job opportunities elsewhere.<br/><br/>Dane signed on with his current employer three years ago, his experience with twin-engined light aircraft giving him an edge over other pilots in gaining a job with an airline made up of executive jets. Six months ago his employer seemed to take notice of his professional and discrete attitude in regards to the handling of a fellow pilot who showed up drunk for duty, offering him an assignment to the company's new special-class air service as a pilot. When he heard that one of the reasons for the offer was his ability to keep his mouth shut about certain things Dane's first thought was that it involved smuggling (back in his bush pilot days it seemed almost every tourist heading back to the United States after a trip to Canada on one of his planes was trying to sneak a couple of bottles of Forty Creek across the border in their luggage). However a little checking of the plane revealed the true nature of the service which surprised him, but reassured him that he wasn't likely to end up in jail. Now he's settled into the groove of piloting the company's special-class air service, which he wryly refers to as 'the Mile-High Express',  and he's not sure what the best part of the job is - the higher-than-usual salary, the smug feeling of knowing a secret that most people wouldn't believe, the satisfaction of knowing that his employer trusts him looking after some of their most valued clients or the company of some of the sexiest women to ever board an aircraft.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>In the cockpit Dane is the consummate professional, handling the aircraft with skill and focusing on the well-being and safety of his crew and passengers. When he is speaking or interacting with his crew, the flight attendants and the passengers in his role as pilot he treats them with courtesy and respect, but is perfectly capable of putting his foot down and standing his ground if he thinks he is right. When he is not occupied with keeping his plane in the air and gets time to relax his quick sense of humour and ready grin become apparent to those around him.<br/>