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(In a meeting amongst extraterrestrials.)

"Your work is no good. The complication rate is very high." King Nikochan began.

"I object to this unfair accusation, and my performance should be carefully and extensively adjusted for by the numerous confounding and complicating factors," Godzilla roared.

“OK, OK,” King Nokochan – the leader of all extraterrestrials – was tired of statistical means for the cover up of incompetence, “But we’ve got to get the work done – and done properly!”

“Can I help?” the Alien murmured, “I am happy to take up part of the job…”

“No, don’t offer your help so lightly,” the Predator interrupted, “As the representative of carnivorous extraterrestrials, I would have to remind you that there are only a few genuine and mature Aliens, and they won’t be able to take over all the work from the monstrous dinosaurs.”

“Oh, of course you can do the work for us – as much as you like,” Godzilla turned to the Alien and grinned, “But you must do it on your own planet, and leave our paradise of dinosaur undisturbed. And, one more thing: You have to bear all the expense.”

“Alas, that’s a convoluted way to say No…” King Nikochan said to himself.