Don't run, we are your friends.
That story reminds me of one from a college professor, decades and decades ago.
He was Air Force at the time. Said one of the controllers got called at the tower (by radio) and asked for permission to land. Told him he was “an Air Force Special”. Controller asks, where are you? You’re not on my radar. Guy says, never mind, just need permission to land and need your base commander to meet me on the runway.
Said a U-2 drops out of the sky from nowhere, base commander had rolled out, MP’s with M-16’s surrounded the plane. The pilot and the base commander chat (don’t know what else).
Guy gets back in the U-2, takes off, goes up and...disappears from sight and the radar.
Heard that story about 40 years ago.
Don't run, we are your friends.