The young men looked out the hangar door as the rain came down.
"Maybe we'll see a rainbow?" one of them suggested.
"Where, Jack?" Charlie laughed. "I don't see any sun. You know how rainbows form, right?"
"Uh, no," Jack hemmed.
Charlie sighed, and put on his jacket. "Look, the mechanics are still out there. We can't really complain."
Jack was staring and the two women outside working on the plane.
"Jack, show some respect, you want a working plane, don't you?"
"Hey, we all know what you think about that one girl, Charlie."
"We're friends," Charlie insisted. "Just friends."