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	[color=yellow]"...Still don't think this is going to end well..."[/color] Lance mumbled as Guin took off. He was a little worried about the whole, she's driver way too fast thing, but he was also pretty sure she'd ignore him if he made a comment about it. The speed that they were driving at did not make him feel any better about this plan of theirs, well, more of Guin's. Not to mention they didn't even really [i]have[/i] a plan, they were just sort of winging it and calling it good.

	[color=yellow]"Uh, what?"[/color] he asked, confused as she handed him her phone. Do an impression of Tony? Him of all people? She had to know that it wasn't the best idea, there was no way he could pull that off, but he decided to roll with it. Taking a deep breath, Lance dialed the number, and explained to the person who answered that they needed to get ready for take off now. He had managed to get rid of any slight stutter to his words that he sometimes had, and did the best that he could to sound somewhat convincing as Tony.