The clusterfuck begins predictably, like a TV show. You and Mister Thermometer ride bicycles to Queens. You are looking for the moon, which is buried underground somewhere in that area.

Walking around the Queens Panorama, you can tell from the way the old woman is dressed that she was is an extraterrestrial alien. She looks like a clichéd caricature of a grannie, right down to her buttoned up grey suit. A grey in disguise. You make a loud slurping alien sound at her and she stares back, terrified that you have discovered her secret. The harried and horrified eyes of a lip-licking senior.