'So you're an iguana,' said the anti-Arnie.
'Yes,' said McGinty.
'A talking iguana,' said the anti-Arnie.
'Obviously,' said McGinty.
'A fully grown talking iguana,' said the anti-Arnie.
'Yes,' said McGinty.
'But aren't you a bit short for a--'
Nigel whipped out a canister of GrowLess™, which he just happened to have in his back pocket. 'Only £4.38 from www.dontletyourlizardgrowtoobig.com!' he said.
'ww-what now?' said the anti-Arnie.
'Off the Internet...?' said Nigel.
'I'm sorry, you've lost me.'
Nigel and McGinty gave each other a look.
'This is The Moon, isn't it?' said McGinty.
'Of course it is,' said the anti-Arnie. 'And where is it you said you were from?'
'Planet Earth,' said Nigel and McGinty at the same time.
'Oh yes, that's it,' said the anti-Arnie. 'Which would explain talking iguanas, your clapped out old spaceship and this Inter-thingy, whatever you call it.'
'Let me get this straight,' said McGinty; 'you've got a super-hi-tec spaceship and yet you've never been to Earth...'
'Yes,' said the anti-Arnie.
'You've not heard of the Internet...'
'Correct...' said the anti-Arnie.
'And you've never seen a talking iguana.'
'Never,' said the anti-Arnie.
'Something very strange is going on around here,' said McGinty. 'Something very strange indeed.'
'Have you got anything to eat?' said Nigel.
