“Look at them down there Leon…they look like ants.”
“Ha ha…yeah…they do….they really do…Al”
“Wouldn’t they be amazed at how insignificant they are in the…well…universe? And they don’t even know we’re here…or that we even exist Leon.”
“You’re right…they are totally clueless. And it doesn’t even seem like they are very happy Al. Too many “ants”.
“Well…it doesn’t take very long to realize that this is no place for us or even anyone we care for Leon.”
“Yeah…shame really…I had such high hopes for the place…so pretty….such a perfect neighborhood and all.”
“Yeah…location, location, location…eh…too bad.”
“Do you think we’ve gained enough info to report back with our decision Al?”
“I guess so….but now we’ll have to look for a totally new place…start over!”
“Crank her up and let’s get goin’ Al.”
“Roger….there…now I’ll tap the hyperspeed bar and we’ll be headed for the outer galaxy Zurion……..”

“Strategic Air Command Grid Four reporting blip disappearing at hyperspeed….it’s already off the screens Sir.”
“Well….file the customary report…it was probably just Al and Leon snooping around again!”