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The Aerie One is a common enough sight at the Cooper farm - it barely raises an eyebrow for a massive jet to use the remaining roads as a runway, not when there's still a castle and a cruise ship towering over the fields.

Zinda is lounging in a deck chair by the fold-out stairs, in a very glamorous but utterly impractical bikini, with a giant pair of sunglasses and a cocktail.

Her cocktail has an umbrella in it. It's traditional.

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"Who's the skipper? Oracle?"

"Sure is. You know her?"

He shakes his head.

"Haven't met her. You said she told you where to go."

"Yep."

Kid's sharp. Zinda likes him.

"Snappy redheaded lady in an electric wheelchair, most'a the time. Don't be fooled though, she still kicks ass. She'll probably be pretty grumpy next trip."

Dick tilts his head at her.

"Why'd she be grumpy?"

"We're gonna kidnap her."

Zinda grins, and sips her drink elegantly.

He blinks.

"...good kidnapping?"

"She'll hate it," Zinda says happily. "We'll make her relax. It'll be torture."

"I can help!" he says equally happily. "Get her on the ship."

"Oooh, maybe we'd better leave that to the experts," Zinda says warily. "She bites."

"People believe me when I tell them things", he says with a shrug. "Sometimes. When they didn't catch me."

"Yeah?" Zinda eyes him doubtfully. "I dunno if I believe that."

By way of demonstration, he gives her an angelic dimpling smile.

"I can talk her into it."

Zinda considers.

"If you can talk me into believin' you can talk Skipper into it, I'll give it a chance."

"All I have to do is get her here", he points out. "Then you take off. It'll be easy."

"Done deal." Zinda grins at him. "You better hurry, the Canary might get t'her first."

"No she won't", he says confidently, preparing to scamper off again.

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