"I think that we've spent the last thirty hours just catching up," explained Walt. "Up to right now we were going backwards, so to speak: we're on even terms now, and will be doing better from here on in."
"It's the waiting that gets me down," said Arden. "Oh, for something to do!"
"Let's eat," suggested Walt. "I'm hungry, and now that I think of it, I have not eaten since we left the Station. Arden, you are hereby elected to the post of galley chief. Get Jimmy from the dome if you need help."
"Help? What for?"
"He can help you lift it out of the oven. Don must have a cast-iron stomach."
"That's hearsay. I'll show you! As soon as I find the can opener, breakfast will be served."
"Make mine dinner," said Charley. "We've been awake all the time."
"O.K., we will have a combined meal, from grapefruit to ice cream. Those who want any or all parts may choose at will. And fellows, please let me know as soon as you get something tangible."
"That's a promise," said Walt. "Take it easy, and don't worry. We'll be catching up with them one of these days."