Once inside, Lucas had calmed a bit. The associated security put him at ease, and he didn't worry about this girl anymore. With the pressure of impressing gone, he made his way to the machine guns, with one hand on the side of the plane, and trying to hold hers in the other.
"Yea, these are pretty dope." He knew she spoke with more formality than he did, so he threw in the slang to provoke a reaction. He didn't even know if she'd do anything. Lucas thought over his comment on the temperature, and it wasn't true at all. It wasn't too different. Deeming it was because the sun hadn't been on it long enough.
"Here's the fun." Pulling back a charging handle, although it was unloaded. To Lucas, it was just about pretending. After all, he wasn't really in any Airforce, and has never been in a plane that works, though that's something that he was sure him and Alice shared. "So, planes and stuff would be flying around, and they'd be shooting, and they'd shoot them and stuff." He gave an example of shooting 'them' and held the gun, turning it on it's turret. He then
replicated the sounds and laughed. "Yea, pretty cool."