Arthur headed to the flight cabin, two mugs of coffee in hand.
"Hey chaps!" He grinned widely.
"Ah, coffee, the drink of the sky god." Douglas tried to grab both of the mugs.
"Douglas!" Martin glared at Douglas as he took the mug nearest to him.
"I guess it's the drink of the sky god and his unwilling minion."
"You are completely correct. And who exactly is this 'sky god'?"
"Obviously, me."
"No, that is completely incorrect." Martin bristled at the idea.
"Oh? Really?"
"Yes. Because, I am obviously the sky god, of this airline, if there were in fact a sky god, or even a proper airline."
"An that is where you are wrong."
"And why is that?"
Arthur kept quiet finding the banter strangely amusing.
"Because, I have the voice, the skills," at this Douglas winked, "the will..."
"Oh! But you don't have the stripes. Or the hat." Martin smirked triumphantly.
"But what if the sky god didn't want to have such... cheap stuff?"
Martin visibly deflated. "Oh."
Arthur couldn't help but let a little frown mar his features as he thought on how much Martin looked like an old acquaintance of his.
Douglas, just at that moment looked up at Arthur, "Anything wrong Arthur?"
"Huh? Oh nope! Just is, is that little light suppose to be flashing?" Arthur pointed at a flashing light on Gerti's console.
Martin took a quick glance then frowned. "Ground proximity warning? Ten thousand feet up in the sky?" He looked at Douglas who simply shrugged.
"Probably getting a cloud mixed up with the ground. She's done that before."
Martin looked out the window. "Douglas. There aren't any clouds."
Douglas gave another shrug. "Oh well. You can fly her, can't you?"
"Of course!" Martin instantly went on the defensive.
"Well, since you didn't notice the little flashing light, that idiot Arthur-" Douglas was interrupted by a loud "Hey!" from Arthur, "-did, obviously means, that you, Captain Crieff are loosing your touch."
"I'm not though! See! I can fly Gerti just fine!" Martin promptly began to panic.
"That's brilliant Skip! I wish I could fly Gerti." Arthur grinned as he left the flight deck, plotting and planning.