Will stood in the engine room, arms crossed over his chest as he listened to his mechanic explain why it was that they were not going to be taking off that day. And for some reason, he just didn't believe that it needed to be that long. "It might take you that long, but I'm sure someone could do it faster."

He didn't think of that girl, Stella or whatever, right away. She was not, directly at least, for his new found distaste for the man. It was the way hewed not even considered that someone else might know something that he didn't. And that stubbornness had cost Will money and time. Both of which be disliked. And he was not about to let this man cost them more. 


*I'll give you until ten to make us operational, if you don't think you can, you can see yourself out now."