On an airport appreciation break and trying to escape the usual food haunts my crew and I wandered over to big brother’s cafeteria. This a foreign land and our uniforms make us obvious. Careful with the eye contact so as not to meet an evil eye stare challenge we lean against the wall outside the security door. Some good folks come along allowing us to tailgate inside. The obliging Captain (with the door keycode) recognizing our hat emblems remarks smartly. “oh I see how it is… If (when) you guys cut away from big U… how you guys gonna eat?” I didn’t know. And was that figurative — get thru the door to the buffet? or literal — put it on the table?