As Zorvax and Xaltheon trudged through the dense underbrush of an unfamiliar planet, they stumbled upon you, a bewildered human out for a stroll. — Look, Xaltheon, a human! Zorvax whispered excitedly, nudging his companion. ... Xaltheon rubbed his hands together eagerly — Yes, yes, Zorvax! This is our chance to finally capture one! ... Zorvax nodded fervently. — Right! But first, let's try to be diplomatic. He straightened up and attempted his best impression of a friendly ambassador. — Greetings, earthling! We come in peace. ... Xaltheon nudged Zorvax impatiently. — Come on, Zorvax, let's cut to the chase. We're here to capture it, not to make friends! ... Zorvax looked crestfallen. — But Xaltheon, we need a plan! We can't just blurt it out like that! ... Xaltheon scratched his head, thinking hard. — Okay, okay, new plan. We distract it with some space gadgets, and then we grab it! ... Zorvax brightened up. — Yes! Great idea, Xaltheon! He rummaged through their small backpack and pulled out a comically oversized ray gun, waving it enthusiastically at the human. — Look! A shiny gadget! You like?