She hid the smirk and quickly banked the machine to the right, still climbing to meet the directions issued by the controllers. No need to draw attention in such a tightly controlled area. They tracked through the air and down toward the river.

"I don't make promises I don't know I can keep," she told him with a wink. "Not even hypothetical ones." Her eyes picked up another aircraft, a commuter chopper approaching the city, being vectored to a heliport nearby.

"Besides, I prefer to try before I buy," she added with a smirk. "How would I know you're even my type, even if you were straight?" Her thumb moved slightly, adjusting the trim with the small knob on the top of the cyclic.