Jason the Physicist knew it was going to be an interesting evening when the alien walked into his bar. Jason had dealt with his share of odd an interesting events (like the time he helped the folks at CERN save the world from a tiny black hole they’d accidentally created, or that wacky time-travel incident back in college), but he had never actually seen an extra-terrestrial. The alien slapped a tentacle on the bar.
“Whiskey”, it said, sounding very much like Stephen Hawking. Jason peered around for the source of the word, and finally settled on a small black box on the creature’s belt. The box looked like it had been put together from parts obtained at Radio Shack. In fact, upon closer examination, Jason saw the tellate cirle R logo in raised platic on the front of the box, next to a small speaker whose wires disappared into the innards of the box.
