After some successful hits on the leader and getting his attention, Reggie was looking to end him like he did #5. His confidence was high and a smile came upon his face but usually Reggie was the type that hated when someone messes up his shit. He looked on, turning to the side away from the leader. "How ya doin babay!? Think yo dick is bigger than mine bruh! You sadly mistake-" While in the middle of his taunting, he could feel the rattling of his plane's wing getting hit, quickly pissing Reggie off.

"AAAAAAAAAHH SHIT! stop fucking up my Slick Sexy!! Bossman, you gonna owe me a blunt and a bottle of hennessy after this is done!!" He said after hearing Roland on the radio. Looking over, Reggie could see Raven #1 coming up on him and decided "Catch me now motha fucka!!!" Those words was going to haunt Reggie as his custom made system allowed him warning for any locked on attacks that's threatening him. He realized that a missile was let loose and started to gain on him. He needed to do something as he pulled up, going for a sharp incline near the old fart but the missile was starting to close in quickly. No doubt, he was going to get hit but...he heard Alphonse on his com. 

When told to make a quick pass above the Old Fart so his tail gun could tag what was behind him, Reggie was sweating bullets but he couldn't help but smile "Aight, if yo scary ass can get this motha fuckin missile off me, I swear fo' god, that I'll take you to get a pony to lick yo pole and teabag ya!" he said, straightening up and coming up from behind the Old Fart, hoping he'll deliver on the suggestion he made to Reggie. But seeing how Raven #1 want's to play rough, Reggie was going to try and reengage the bitch once the missile's off his ass. No one tries to total his Slick Sexy!