Aye to that! By a unanimous vote, our palhoncho Jamie is no longer allowed to name anything anymore. I hope you're proud that the last thing you got to name was Palaver.

I don't either, and he won't get away with it. [She can't believe she's saying this but:] Luck will only get him so far.

Hmm. Let's do this so we can both see properly. [She steps behind him and warms her arms firmly around his chest.] Ready? Four, Six, Eight, hup!

[And they're off. It'll probably take them mere minutes to get there. Probably. Who knows how flight really works!]