"Yeah," he said grimly, rubbing his face and then slowly leaning back, deciding to hell with it and lifting his hand to the waitress, getting a refill of his beer.
"I dunno. We've all got extra training and everything so... we'll be more ready if and when it happens, I guess. I just wish passengers would quit thinking that we're feeding them lines and try to relax, you know? If we knew what was really going on we'd tell them everything we could."