We did look in the neighborhood for people who may have discovered our rocket in their backyard but to no avail. Thanks, I said. At home the boys were quiet. I offered homemade sundaes. John Gray is wrong.
Men are from Mars.
Women are from ah Earth. I asked for nothing. I merely explained that it would behoove their retailers to hand out more than a complimentary catalogue with their starter kits. We should have known more basic data before launching. But I thanked them for their fine product and said, one day, we would revisit universes far away.