 How does Pat feel about the narrator?
"It'll be the biggest break a writer ever got," he told me, two days before blastoff. A you-are-there type of report? A pilot, co-pilot, navigator and biochemist. I've met all but the pilot (he's very busy today), and they seem friendly enough. Jones (that's the co-pilot; I didn't quite catch his first name) is scarlet-faced, barrel-chested and gives the general appearance of belonging under the spreading chestnut tree, not in a metal bullet flinging itself out into airless space. He keeps bent low over a welded-to-the-wall (they call it the bulkhead, for some reason or other) table, scratching away with a ballpoint pen on the maps, and now and then calling numbers over a microphone to the pilot. Kroger tells me that the pilot's name is Patrick Desmond, but that I can call him Pat when I get to know him better. So far, he's still Captain Desmond to me. He was already on board when I got here, with my typewriter and ream of paper, so we didn't meet. October 3, 1960 He is kind of squat, with a vulturish neck and close-set jet-black eyes that make him look rather mean, but he was pleasant enough, and said I could call him Pat. I still don't know Jones' first name, though Pat spoke to him, and it sounded like Flants. Also, I am one of the first five men in the history of the world to see the opposite side of the Moon, with a bluish blurred crescent beyond it that Pat said was the Earth. Actually, he explained to me, the screen is supposed to keep the image of space locked into place no matter how much we spin. But there's some kind of a "drag." There's just no awesomeness to it, no sense of depth or immensity. Pat slept mostly all day in his compartment, and Jones sat and watched the screen revolve. He says it may prove to be environmentally accurate, but that I should stick to prose. Pat uses his first name as a gag. It seems to be descending from overhead, but Pat says that that's the "torque" doing it.
 Pat is highly annoyed to have an untrained passenger like the narrator aborad for this long, scientific journey.
 Pat thinks the narrator is an idiot. He cannot believe the space agency allowed the journalist to tag along.  Pat is highly annoyed to have an untrained passenger like the narrator aborad for this long, scientific journey.  Pat thinks the narrator is simple-minded and tells him as much.  Pat hates the narrator. Pat tells him to go to hell.