One night, while getting your boogie on (in full-costume, no less) at the club, a glowing portal rips open and causes a verifiable panic at the disco.

The intruding space warrior shoots without asking a single question - but the beam from her raygun bounces right off your cool outfit!

Perfect record - CRUSHED!

"W-what?! You're not the Martian-mellow I'm after! Noooooooo!"

You can't help but feel bad for the weirdly-attractive space lady, even if she did just try to kill you...