Would ET Believe?

“We’re there,” [Rex] cheered, “it’s time to go aboard.”
“And do what,” [Dawn] scoffed, “…barge in, commit some sort of faux pas, and start who-knows-what? Maybe the president should send a diplomat.”
“The military always goes in first. I can handle it.”
“How would you approach it?”
“I don’t know, I’d probably offer them a gift.”
“Like what…beads and trinkets?” she laughed.
“No, I think I’d give them my Bible.”
“Oh, please,” Dawn almost spit her words, “a quaint book of folklore they could never translate—“
“The Bible is the word of God, not some ‘quaint book of folklore.’ It’s the center of human culture, so it’s—“
Dawn reached out and stroked his arm. “Put your Bible away, dear,” she told him. “We’ll have to do better than that here—we need something representative of our world as it is today.”
“What do you suggest…their own wireless Internet account?”
“Not a bad idea.”