"It's a shame this isn't a real dragon," Mrs Peel commented as she climbed into the cockpit of the little airplane and pulled her flying goggles down.
"I don't know. We wouldn't want a real one flying about the countryside scaring the locals and burning down haystacks," Steed said as he settled behind her.
"We'd have looked very dashing riding the thing."
"You always look dashing, Mrs Peel."
Mrs Peel laughed. The small plane rose up into the air, leaving behind the now solved case of the Lincolnshire Dragon. Steed and Mrs Peel were en route to their next adventure.