"I'll help." Jubal plucked the paper out of the official's hand, sat down at the table and studied it. "Mmm... lemme see now.  The Man from Mars will sit directly opposite the Secretary General, just about where he happens to be sitting.  Then-" Jubal got out a heavy soft pencil and attacked the seating chart. "-this entire half of the main table, from here clear over to here, belongs to the Man from Mars." Jubal scratched two big black cross marks to show the limits and joined them with a thick black arc, then began scratching out names assigned to seats on that side of the table. "That takes care of half of your work... because I'll seat anybody who sits on our side of the table."