"I love to shop here," Mary told me. She saw something on a rack of clothing and practically flew over to it, grabbing the sleeve of a shirt. "These a...e so cute!" she exclaimed as she browsed the clothes."How are you doing today?" a nasally pitched, effeminate young man asked Mary.I was disappointed, hoping for a cute salesgirl working the register that I could have some fun with while Mary shopped, not some guy. I sighed in disappointment as he explained in excited detail all about the shirts. That's better... perfect! Oh and I love your shoes, Les!" shewent on, "are you able to walk in them okay? They're absolutely gorgeous,and very sexy! You know how much I love heels... What size do you wear? Iwonder if we could swap sometimes!" she ran on excitedly.When she quieted, he hesitated, then held out his hands and said, shyly,"See? My nails are like yours now, too..." Oooh! Oh Les, they're beautiful!" she gushed, taking his hands in hersand examining them excitedly. "They ARE just like. Have I mentioned she wore glasses? Nerdy, dorky...and not hipster style intentional nerdy glasses, but your mom's ugly glasses. I think her eyesight was really bad because she never took them off. Her looking up over the horizon of those gargantuan titties (I have no idea what her cup size and since I promised a 100% true story I won't make up some bullshit cup size to make it sound better) with those glasses on was somehow hot as fuck. she gently pushed me back and went back to work with. More aliens will be coming, and they won't be happy with humans." What does Al think will happen?" Blake asked from the back seat, understanding what Caleb was doing."He thinks that there is a possibility that they may try to eradicate humans," Caleb answered."What?" JJ barked. "What do you mean? That's a lot different than 'they won't be happy'. They can't do that!" Apparently they can, and have, with other dangerous species," Caleb replied."Why didn't Al tell us?" Blake demanded, angry with.