A blue and silver Sikorsky H-34 headed for the helipad on the control building.
Claire walked to the helipad as the helicopter descended.
"Claire." A man said as she stepped into the helicopter. It was CEO of Masrani Corporation Simon Masrani.
"Mr. Masrani." Claire said. "You're flying."
"I got my license." Masrani said.
"Two more." The flight instructor said.
"Eh, two more days." Simon said.
"Okay." Claire mumbled nervously, reaching for a seat belt.
"So how's my park doing?" Masrani asked.
"Great!" Claire said. "We are up two-and-a-half percent over last year. A bit lower than our initial projection."
"No, no, no, no. How is my park doing?" Masrani asked. "Are the guests having fun? Are the animals enjoying life?"
"Well, guest satisfaction is steady, in the low nineties." Claire said. "We don't have a way to measure the animals' emotional experience."
"Oh, sure you do." Masrani said. "You can see it in their eyes. Right?"
"Of course."
"Now show me my new dinosaur." Masrani said. He began to get the helicopter lifted up.
"Oh..." Masrani said, making sure he was steady. Claire gasped from the sudden lurch.
The Sikorsky wobbled as it became airborne.
"Got it." Masrani said, steadying the helicopter. "Got it...got it."
The Sikorsky flew across the lush mountains of Isla Nublar.
"Oh my, oh..." Claire said nervously. She hated flying.
Masrani noticed and chuckled.
"You look tense, Claire." Masrani teased.
"Maybe you should just focus on the controls." Claire suggested.
"The key to a happy life is to accept you are never actually in control." Masrani said.
"Bird!" The flight instructor cried out.
The helicopter soared over a pair of birds, narrowly avoiding hitting them.
"Ah..." Masrani said, in a small state of shock. "You should spend a day at the beach, get some sun."
"Uh, right." Claire picked up a clipboard with papers. "So, marketing thought we could offset some of the costs by selling..."
"Ah, enough about cost." Masrani said. "John Hammond entrusted me with his dying wish, and not once did he mention profits. 'Spare no expense," he used to say."
"I appreciate that." Claire said. "But, um, the reality of operating a theme park requires..."
"Don't forget why we built this place, Claire." Masrani interrupted once more. "Jurassic World exists to remind us how very small we are, how new. You cannot put a price on that. Now please, we're flying."
Masrani put on a pair of sunglasses.
"Breathe." Masrani said.
Masrani raised the Sikorsky as it flew above the trees and past a waterfall.
He turned the helicopter around as it made a not-too-soft landing.