A heavy-set man dressed in an orange jumpsuit, black gloves, and a ski mask ran into the bar, carrying a large bucket of animal blood and offal.
Before anyone could let out a warning, the man had tossed the bucket's contents on to a couple of young Liberty Navy officers sitting at a small table by the door. As the man did this, he shouted out,
"Fight the power! We don't want this war!"
An LPI officer, not in much better physical condition than the assailant himself, stood up and charged towards the man, who threw his bucket at him, throwing the officer off balance. The man ran out of the bar into the streets of downtown Manhattan. While the Navy officers were still wiping the gore out of their faces, the LPI officer slipped on the pool of blood by the door and fell on his back. He got up as quickly as he could move his corpulent body, pulling himself up by the doorframe, and ran after the attacker.
The bartender took a swig of the ale he was about to pour out for a customer, set it down, and walked towards the broom closet to fetch a mop.
