Suddenly his phone rang, or to be more precise, it was his internal mobile phone informing him of an incoming phone call. He recognized the number, it was from a shipping company he was occasionally doing some jobs for. "Hiya", he said as he picked it up. "Hello Bobby", the voice from the other side said, "I have a job for you, it's a package from Darlington Avenue 55, to Sunny Drives 43, ASAP". "I'm on my way", Bobby replied as he was hopping to the balcony and out of his. As he reached a clear area he turned on his engine. He could feel the force driving his rotors accelerating them fast enough to gain lift and taking off.
He knew the area, but after a short while a multitude of navigational aids kicked him, telling him exactly what he already knew. He was partly a helicopter after all. After a few minutes he reached his destination and landed on a heli-pad on top of the building where there was already a man in a business suit waiting for him. After the rotor blades slowed down enough to not out his surroundings he approached the man who greeted him, "You must be the courier". He seemed a bit uneasy, seemingly trying to play it off. After an exchange of signatures, Bobby pushed it into his pouch. For a moment he thought that was strange, but then he remembered getting it as an extra with the helicopter parts. Not loosing much time, he leaped to the heli-pad and took off again.