"Do you think the army would mind if I hand in my resignation?" Kingsley's remark brought vigorous applause from the others.
Captain Robb held up his hand for silence. "Hold on! Hold on! First of all, General Lovett has personally contacted relatives and told them we're all physically and mentally sound. Secondly, you'd better get set to receive the biggest damn welcome in history. The general says half the nation has invaded Florida for the occasion."
"Tell them we're not coming back," snapped Kingsley, "until the Florida Tourist Bureau gives us a cut."
"Kingsley, the President has declared a national holiday. We'll all be able to write our own ticket."
"Yes," Anderson put in, "to hell with the Florida Tourist Bureau!"
Captain Robb said, "We'll be so sick of parades we'll wish we'd stayed in this God forsaken place."
"Not me," boasted Farnsworth. "I'm ready for a parade in my honor any old time. The sooner the better."
"Oh, and about the Russians," said Captain Robb, smiling. "There's been nothing but a steady stream of 'no comment' out of the Kremlin since we landed here."
"Right now," said Hamston, "it's probably high noon for every scientist behind the iron curtain."
"I wonder how they plan to talk their way out of this one?" asked Farnsworth.