Joe Davis sat in the Missouri bar drinking Liberty ale. "God I hate this piss", he turned to the bartender,
"gimme somethin' else" he said in an ordering voice. "Like all other Liberty bartenders says: All we have is Liberty ale, my friend", the Missouri bartender laughed. "But nothing I can do about it, complain to the captain." Joe began walking towards the pilots quarters with a bottle in his hand, he entered the room and greeted his buddies, "Drink, anyone?" he asked. "I'll have some", Dean said and reached for an empty glass.
Some fellow Liberty Navy pilots passed thier room, "Yo guys, it's your time to patrol, we just completed ours", the major said as he passed the door. "Aight let's go boys", the leader of Joe's fighter wing said and got up on his feets.