Thread:The Reptile King/@comment-28358106-20160621030223

...And it smells magically delicious. Attached is a note, written in a formal hand:

Your Royal Toothiness,

''Although I have no idea where I will put it, I am in your debt for this spacecraft. It will provide for me immeasurable amounts of research material, and possibly radiation. I'm not sure what powers it, or how to make it work, or...''

''Well, no matter. My wife, Regina, is insisting we turn it into a solarium. She's always wanted a solarium. With plants. So, as a token of our gratitude, we will be sending you a batch of her cookies every Wednesday and Saturday. When you send the basket back, kindly leave a note as to your flavor preference. (I'm a chocolate chip man, myself.)''

With kindest regards, Yours in Service,

Doctor Ibrahim

''P.S. We were both thrilled with the news of your father's recovery. It's a pity about the bears, though, but that's evolution for you.'' 