"Captain," Uhura said from her post, brows furrowed as she pressed her ear piece closer to her head in a vain effort to make the transmission more comprehensible. "We're being hailed. I think."
"You think?" Kirk asked, puzzled. It wasn't like Uhura to be vague.
"There's a signal coming from the planet's surface, but... it's not coming through cleanly," Uhura replied.
"Patch it through," Kirk commanded.
Uhura did so; a large, fuzzy, distinctly feline face appeared on the view screen.
"O HAI THAR! U IZ NOT CIELING CAT!"