As annoyed as I was with this alien claiming my fringy chew, I decided it would be more diplomatic to ignore the selfish behavior for the moment. I took a couple of hops and reached a piece of lovely flavored ripping stuff I had been working on earlier. Concentrating on a little shredding would take my mind off the alien. But, this was not to be. The alien dropped the fringy chew, moved closer to me and stared once again.
"Oh, no, Mr. Alien, I let you have my fringy chew because I didn’t want it. I’m NOT going to let you have my yummy ripping stuff. I only have so much diplomacy in me, and you’ve used it up!"