"Agent Darkbootie! Come in Agent Darkbootie!" Dib shouted, repeatedly pressing the communication button on his laptop.
"What is it, Agent Mothman?" A shadowed form appeared on the screen.
"Remember that alien who was trying to take over the world?"
"The one that died? Yes, I do. You kept calling us about him."
"Well it turns out he's not dead and he's p to something again! I've got proof!" Dib slid the disk into a slot, sending a copy to Agent Darkbootie.
On Darkbootie's side of the screen, a small window appeared and a video started to play. He was silent for a few second after it ended.
"So you believe the alien wants to capture you?" Bootie finally asked.
"Well, I'm not sure. If he is telling the truth, then we can't miss this opportunity and if he isn't, we can capture him and learn his secrets," Dib admitted. "I contacted you to ask for your help. Either he'll need it or I will."
"We'll prepare a Mobile Eyeball Unit, Agent Mothman," the shadow said. "Darkbootie out."
Dib grinned and closed the laptop. Finally, he was doing something.