Then you do a double take and gasp as you realize
you don't have a drivers licence
you have a Pilots Licence.
You fish around in your purse and there
it is
the Ignition Key
with a tag for something
called a
1928 Fafnir V Aeronaughtika Martin 33 Seater trimotor aeroplane.
You giggle nervously as you realize what the words
33 seater
and trimotor must mean.
However fishing up your curiosity
you fish around in the purse and the black and white photo
of your Fafnir V flutters out onto the ground.
You pick it up with your
dull talons
and realize
you seem to be quite skilled
at flying
beyond simply using those
wings on your back.
Suddenly new knowledge materializes
in your reptilian dragoness brain.
You are here to join with
Serpentopolis Tribune owner
Perry Viper
a awfully big King Cobra named
Jimmy
and about two dozen reporters you need to fly to
....