"Sniffy". The letters were boldly scratched into the cosmolite surface of the alien ships coffee table. He was particularly happy with his work as he had not only scratched where no man had scratched before, but also, he had completed his work uninterupted (which is the pinnicle of any desk scratchers achievement). But it had not gone unnoticed...

He looked up to see the four others, currently enjoying fresh cigareetes and coffees, looking meaningfully from him to his work. Shortly they finished their refreshments (except for Sniffy, who was drinking his coffee by the transmutting fluxulator).

"Well, I guess it is time for you to fill our tanks and we will be off then..." casually supposed Hippy.

"Yes!" affirmed Joner, " and if you've got any atomic fang dang juice that would be great!" But Squibcheese shook his head and said;

"No, you will be coming to Mars with us" and explained as he put on his take off helmet. He saw the trios looks of doubt and concern, and so added;

"Look! I have this picture of your friend Slothy". He handed them the Pictogram, which showed the familiar set of legs (this time he was wearing strange ornate guards and shorts flared like the roof of a chinese temple). "You see...." Squibcheese went on "...these marks on the table are the sign that you are companions of our High Advisor Slothstone> He foretold of your coming and said you had better come to Mars and get him because he has something relly important to tell you!"

"Couldn't he just have got you to bring a message to us?" mused Sniffy. "No" replyed Squibcheese, while making sure his eyes were correctly positioned in his helmet. "He will tell you of a mission that is currently beyond your understanding and will show you great things on Mars and this is the only way he can get a lift back."

"I am already not understanding" Hippy shrugged "Slothy is outside having a skate."
They heard a massive tack and as they looked through the domed transperant roof of the ship and saw Slothy once again leave the moons orbit, this seemed to be confirmed.
"Yes, there he goes now" pointed out Joner. But Squibcheese corrected...
"No, not 'there he goes'....you should say 'there he will goes'".