Now, wait a moment; I didn't agree to--

[But it's too late - they're cut loose and the balloon is taking off. Alfie gives their pilot a long look:]

We'll talk when we land. Eh?

[His voice is deceptively calm, but there's a dangerous undertone that says it isn't going to be a very nice talk. The pilot rubs the back of his neck nervously as Alfie turns back to Meetra.]

Yeah. But our problem here is that I don't know a thing about you.