Fatty, looking pitiful and timid, sneaked into the bar, chose a secluded seat, and ordered a drink. He sat there with his head drooped like most honest and naive ordinary people, only drinking. Anyone passing by would startle him as if he was always ready to stand up and give up his seat. He naturally looked silly, and now with this disguise, he seemed even more honest. His chubby face made people unsuspecting. Just as he was drinking, a hand landed on his shoulder. Fatty shivered, looked up, and saw an older crewman with greasy clothes. The elder crewman chuckled, sat across from Fatty, and said: "Fatty, get me a drink."