"Damn the captain!" Craig said. "We want to know."
"I understand that," George answered. "But we got orders not to talk. Wait until we've been cleared. We'll give you the whole story."
"But that means you'll have to go to Earth first and we'll get all the information second hand," Mary protested.
The man spread his hand. "Sorry, I didn't make the rules."
The staff of the station became quite indignant when it became obvious that they were not going to get any information from the crew.
"You might try making love to one of them," Craig said, in exasperation, to Mary.
"I might at that," she answered. "They all look kind of cute to me."
"Then try making love to all of them," Craig said bitterly. "They'd probably like it. It's been twenty years since they saw a woman. You'd have the time of your life."
"Kindly restrict your allusions," Mary snapped, coloring.
Craig grinned. "You're a bio-physicist. None of the facts of life are supposed to be allusions to a bio-physicist."