Extraterestrul primește o primire călduroasă cu haine.

A glowing, saucer-shaped spacecraft hums quietly as it touches down on the soft grass. Phoebe stands bravely before the ramp, clutching a large gift box. The ship's hatch opens and Zorg steps out, shivering in the cool breeze. Phoebe welcomes him to Earth. Phoebe: Welcome to Earth! You looked a little cold up there. pulls the ribon. Phoebe steps forward and offers the brightly colored box to Zorg. Zorg touches the bow and carefully pulls the ribbon. The box falls open, revealing a pristine, colorful puffy jacket and a pair of shiny new sneakers inside. Zorg tilts his head, confused by the strange human artifacts. He picks up a sneaker and holds it to his ear. Phoebe giggles and points to her own striped socks and shoes, showing Zorg where they belong. Phoebe: (Giggles) Phoebe: No, no! Those go on your feet. Here, let me show you. Zorg mimics her, clumsily sliding his large feet into the sneakers, then pulls the puffy jacket over his shoulders and zips it up. Zorg looks down at his new outfit and does a small, joyous hop. The sneakers squeak pleasantly. Zorg looks at his warm clothes and speaks in a harmonious, buzzing tone. Zorg: Glorp... warm! Phoebe beams with pride, calling it the best gift in the galaxy. Zorg gives a clumsy but enthusiastic thumbs-up. Phoebe: A perfect fit! The best gift in the galaxy.