One day she suddenly crashed down from the clouds directly into my backyard: the lovely alien woman that was going to cause me some sleepless nights. Initially I didn't take her too seriously when she said she knew me already and we'd had a nice time before – for I would surely have remembered that. But I couldn't. I thought: Ok, if she says so, fine. She might stay with me for a while then. She said she wanted to fix her space ship and asked me for help. I wondered though, how she wanted to do that, as it looked impossible to me. But I helped as best I could. Such an ion wrench is an amazing thing, and she really knew how to handle it. While she was repairing – and I was goggling – we started talking. She wasn’t having a too high opinion of us humans, said she would drop by from time to time and we would have stopped here on a prehistoric development. We would still gloat over fire and weapons – and lack respect and love for each other. We would not have discovered real life yet.