It was late at night at Casperville, a small desert down outside Wyoming. Two people were sitting at a small bench outside the gas station, talking.

"Do you ever get bored here?"

"No. Why, do you?"

"Yes. All the time. I like it here, but…there is nothing to do."

"What are you talking about? We have the annual Casperville fair."

"Yes. Once a year. The rest 364 days, we have nothing to do other than work. Is it any wonder no tourists ever come here?"

"I think you are being unfair. There are a lot of things for tourists to see here."

"Oh, like what?"

As they spoke, a light appeared in the sky. The light got bigger and bigger, attracting their attention.

"What is that?"

"I don't know!"

The light got closer. As it did, they noticed it was shaped like a spaceship.

"Is that…an alien spaceship?!"

"Yes, it must be! It's visitors from another world! It's an invasion!"

The spaceship floated around the sky a bit before flying away and out of sight.

"Well…" said the one man. "That's something tourists can see here."