Foxtrot's ear flicked at Tinder's suggestion; although he would rather steal a few items off some clueless sap, the last thing he needs is another run in with the law. "Alright, story time it is. You've helped me escape so I at least owe you that. Oh, before I begin though..." He gets up and approaches the divider. Slowly he opens it and pokes his head out, calling for a stewardess for assistance. "Excuse me ma'am, may I have a cup of coffee and..." The unicorn looks over to Tinder, "You want anything?"