"Greetings, fine peoples from space! Not actually peoples, but you know.. like, species.. but you don't call us species.. I could just say aliens.. no, that sounds way tribal. How about Spacefarers? Planetary Explorers? Wait, wait, are you diplomatic or militaristic? If you're diplomatic, i'll call you Diplomat. but wait, what am I? i think i'm like a mixture. a new breed. sorry, wasn't trying to make a joke about aliens! i meant what i was saying was like, i think i'm both diplomatic an- no, what, that doesn't even make sense either-anyways, greetings, spacefarers!"
The aliens cannot speak english. And no, they don't just happen to have a translator that can translate to your unknown language. Neither do you. And they're not even real.
You try to fly your imaginative unicorn to space, and nearly get hit by a car.
The mouse walks around you.