"Pierce back yet?"
"No, sir." Radar stared at the paper clutched in his hand. Moments before, a young Korean girl had rushed into the office, handed the note over, and began frantically pointing at a jeep. Unable to understand her, the note itself illegible, Radar had sent her to Rosie for whatever help needed.
Now, squinting at the writing, he almost could make out the word 'help', and something vaguely resembling 'concession'. Sighing, Radar threw it away, handing Colonel Potter a stack of forms to sign.
Hours later, when Hawkeye had still not returned, he thought nothing of the note.
