If that man eats anything but pablum, I'm going to Division Chief Smith, said the first doctor! Carib Cargo - we're a special flight, inbound from Honduras.
You are in restricted airspace.  Come left to new course three-four-seven.
Look, we didn't know about the restriction.  Tell us where to go and we're out of here, okay?  Over.
Come left to three-four-seven.  I will be following you in.  You got some big-league explaining to do, Carib.  You picked a bad place to be flying without lights.  I hope you got a good story, 'cause the colonel is not pleased with you.  Bring that fat-assed bird left - now!
Nothing happened for a moment.  Bronco was a little bit peeved that they were not taking him seriously enough.  He eased his fighter over to the right and triggered off another burst to encourage the target.