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Val, an alien woman from the planet Aqua comes to Earth on a fact-finding mission to see if humans are worth making contact with.
Beep! Beep!! Beep!!! Blared out from the alarm clock on the nightstand.
Val stirred in bed instinctively turning away from the sound.
Beep!! Beep!!! Beep!!! The sound persisted, growing shriller with each beep. Val had only been on this planet a short time but she had already learned to hate that thing. She spun towards the alarm.
Beep!! Beep!! Beep!!!
Val focused her glare on the clock. The beeping demon imploded as if a giant foot had just come crashing down on it. She sat up in bed and stretched. “Yep I’m going to go through a lot of those”, she muttered to herself.
Val rolled out of bed. She stretched again. Okay now she was starting to wake up. She went to the window and slid the shade up. Peering down on the street below she smiled. Although there weren’t a lot of people out yet, it looked like the street was slowly coming to life…much like Val. The sun shone brightly in a crisp blue sky. The sun here seemed a little closer and the sky a bit bluer than what Val grew up with.
She headed to the bathroom. Her apartment was small, but she liked that, it made it homier. Val eyed her reflection in the mirror, long dark hair, big blue eyes, golden complexion. From all of her research this should be a look that appealed to the average earthling.
“In coming call from Amber…” the mirror’s computer said.
“Accept,” Val said.
Amber’s image popped into a small window in the corner of the mirror. Amber leaned forward and squinted. “How was the transport? Any side effects?”
Val shook her head. “I feel fine.”
Amber gazed past Val. “I see you found suitable native residence.”
Val nodded. “Yes. The landlord here is a sweet older gentleman named Jackson. I was able to convince him to allow me habitation.”
“So these earth beings are susceptible to our mental manipulation?” Amber asked.
“Yes. And our pheromones…although I do feel guilty. Once I begin my work I will pay him back. I expect to make good tips.”
Amber squinted in the mirror. “What tips? What type of backward society are they? They don’t pay wages? I knew they were a primitive little planet…”
Val smiled. “Yes they do pay wages. But I am going to work as a waitress. This way I will also receive tips.”
“Here’s my first tip for you Val, find another job! Why would you want to be a waitress? That’s a job for robots and not very advanced robots!”
“It’s a noble profession. You are bringing others sustenance, there is no better way to meet and talk with regular, every day earth people. Plus this will allow me to study them in many moods: hungry and satiated.”
Amber shivered. “Just make sure you wash your hands… a lot!”
“Amber they are the same species we are. We just know how to utilize our brains a little better. Many of the earthlings I have met so far seem to have great potential. Sure some of them are jerks, but we have jerks on our planet too. I think jerks are a universal constant…”
“You’re the sociologist, Val. I will bow to your wisdom.”
“Trust me, a restaurant is a great place to work. I’ve picked out two in the business district. I just need to decide if I should obtain employment at an upscale restaurant or a nice diner…” Vote below on what will happen next or if reading in email click Take our Poll.