The young Grog gathering moss would not ignore the DEC5 and made his way to the opposite side of ooze lake. There were a few awkward moments as the Amphibian Translator distilled the soft gurgles and clicks that comprise the Grog Tongue.

It took some time to identified the regional dialect, but at last...

"What are you doing in our bog?"

**"Yes, hiyah...My name is Zee...
I have come from space... in my space ship... and, uh... your friend over here is hurt!"**