“Greetings. I am Kif, of the clan Kroker, & I am on a mission.” [His bump rumbles & he gasps.] “The quickening!” [He holds his squirming belly with anticipation] “My time is near. I must return to my homeworld to perform the ancient birthing rites, so I can bear my young. I must now embark on a perilous journey to give birth in precisely the same swamp in which I was born.” [Kif's bump rumbles.] “Oh! Oh, my!” [He tries to calm his round bump, not sure how much longer he can hold his babies inside his bulging baby bump] “Will you accompany me?”