If anybody wondered at the loud "Whooooooooo!" that emanated from room 429 sometime Friday afternoon, it wasn't anything to be worried about, really.

It was just Reno, getting this message before feverishly checking his schedule to see what day he had free. It would have to be a day, dammit, because once he got up into the air, the only thing he was coming down for was fuel.

[I'll ping you tonight after work if you're on to talk about what day works for the both of us. :) Yay, chopper!]