You got the "rotary" part right but...
the one whizzing around in ever-decreasing circles was fixed-wing, my little boxhead Experimental Test Pilot buddy there. May he cause a saltwater gecko a bad case of bellyache.
I had no problem as an aviator with associating with helo pilots even if I did find most of you sadly lacking in the proper degree of awe for we who worked the stratosphere instead of merely the skies.
You are probably right; all of this palaver in the Delta was just a plot to cheat me out of my ambition to be the man who shut the generator off for the last time. Well, over to you on that one!