Joe McGregor was one of the base catering staff, and was also one ofg three people assigned to this aircraft in rotation to be the flight attendant. He'd got lucky on the rostering he guessed. As the first two men came aboard the craft he smiled at them. "Please fill up the front row seats first, thank you ever so much". His voice held just a touch of his native Edinburgh accent, but he'd lived most of his pre-Mars life in London, England.<br/><br/>"Appart from that, ye can sit where ever. There's twenty three people on the plane and twenty three seats. First come first seated."