Commander Bob:
Princess. I have performed my research.

Commander Bob:
With these traditional human garments, we shall blend in seemlessly.

Princess Raki:
Excellent, Commander. I shall reward you handsomely when we return to our home planet.

Princess Raki:
Human food-keeper. With this, you can no longer recognize these two pets as pets, correct? You believe they are now "humans"?

Commander Bob:
Pr-Princess. We are not actually pets?

Princess Raki:
Shush! That is what we are trying to trick him into believing!

WacDolan's Employee:
Fine. Here. Take some Chicken Codeggets.

Princess Raki:
YES! WE FOOLED HIM! Eat. Eat the food, my pets.

Commander Bob:
......

Commander Bob:
Princess. Our arms. They are too small. Too short to reach around the neck-wheels. We cannot eat.