"Forget it," Stan said and grinned. "We all pull 'em."
Sim turned and hurried away without another word. Stan was still smiling as he entered the colonel's office. O'Malley scowled up at him.
"Did you bop him one?" he asked.
The colonel was seated at his desk. He looked from Stan to O'Malley and lifted his eyebrows.
"No," Stan said. "I made a date to have lunch with him."
O'Malley's eyes opened wide. The colonel leaned back. "Go ahead with your story, Lieutenant," he said.
O'Malley finished his story and the colonel considered the matter for a few minutes.
"It sounds fantastic," he finally said. "But it fits in very neatly with what we have been able to learn about German fighter tactics. I think we should look into it. I'll let you men know what I plan to do."
"Could we have any special assignment growing out of this?" Stan asked.
"You will get the special assignment," the colonel promised.