"What are you drinking, pal?" the Venusian asked again.
"Skip it," I said. "How do I get to the captain's shack?"
"Follow your nose, pal. Can't miss it."
I started to pick up my bag as another Venusian entered. He waved at the bartender.
"Hello, Joe," he said. "How's it going?"
"Not so hot, Joe," the bartender replied.
I listened in fascination. Joe, Joe, Joe. So this was Walsh's idea of a great gag. Very funny. Very....
"You Major Polk, sweetheart?" the Venusian who'd just come in asked.
"Yes," I said, still thinking of Colonel Walsh.
"You better get your butt over to the captain's shack," he said. "He's about ready to post you as overdue."