Late one night...

[Cymraeg]

Max sipped his coffee slowly as his gaze traversed the diner.
A few truckers, a salesman, a couple college kids,
the typical late late crowd.
The waitress drifted by to refill his cup, caught his eye,
flicked her gaze left almost imperceptibly.
With infinite care he eased the Colt clear of its holster.
In one smooth motion he rose, whirled and fired.
They watched green ichor leak from the salesman's body as it lost its human shape.
"How'd you know?" he asked her.
"Trust me," the waitress said. "No one but an alien would order seconds of the meat loaf."

[Varda]

HA!! Makes me wonder if every restaurant keeps an alien-bait item on the menu. I'd believe it!

Good one, Cymraeg

[strawman]

Agree.
Plus, once you've seen one, you see them everywhere.

[Marmabean]

Good one! That must be some bad meat loaf.