 How do the crew feel about “home office relatives”?
It had been built for Ganymede, but not for Jeffers. "Okay I can't fire you legally—as long as you report for work," grumbled Jeffers, by now a shade more ruddy. His contract guaranteed a pilot's rating, but someone had neglected to specify the type of craft to be piloted. On the bulletin board, Tolliver's name stood out beside the number of one of the airtight tractors used between the dome city and the spaceport, or for hauling cross-country to one of the mining domes. He soon found that there was nothing for him to do but hang around the garage in case a spaceship should land. Sometimes there's no reason but them for sending a ship back with a crew instead of in an economy orbit. Under a portable, double-chambered plastic dome blown up outside the ship's airlock, a crewman helped him load two trunks and a collection of bags into the tractor. Is her old man the treasurer, or does he just know where bodies are buried? They found they could send back loaded ships by 'automatic' flight—that is, a long, slow, economical orbit and automatic signalling equipment. Then they're boarded approaching Earth's orbit and landed by pilots who don't have to waste their time making the entire trip." He enlarged upon other dangers to be encountered on the satellite, taking care to impress the newcomer with the daredeviltry of John Tolliver, driver of "missions" across the menacing wastes between dome and port. In the end, he displayed conclusive evidence in the form of the weekly paycheck he had received that morning. It did not, naturally, indicate he was drawing the salary of a space pilot. "I'm retiring in six months if I'm still alive," he said bravely, edging the tractor into the airlock at their destination. His charge seemed noticeably subdued, but cleared her throat to request that Tolliver guide her to the office of the manager. Mr. Koslow—the president, that is: your father—sent a message about you. "We won't be working together, I'm afraid. The pilot stared at Betty, trying to recall pictures he had seen of the elder Koslow. He stared unbelievingly at Betty, and Tolliver thought he muttered something about "just landed." Tolliver, hardly thinking about it, expected the someone to be a secretary, but it turned out to be three members of Jeffers' headquarters staff. He recognized one as Rawlins, a warehouse chief, and guessed that the other two might be his assistants.
 It’s a waste of time and fuel to bring them back and forth.
 It’s a waste of time and fuel to bring them back and forth.  It’s a chance to impress the bosses and land better positions.  It’s a great way to have fun and earn tips.  It’s a chance to go on dates with pretty girls.