"Crap, guys. This porthole's no good either. Just another half-naked female human. Maybe she can help us, though. Tell me, lady: Which part of the ship has the chicken fingers. You know, fried, boneless chicken, usually breaded, sometimes with, like, a Cajun or lemon pepper seasoning. We heard there were tons of chicken fingers on this barge, so we rushed right over. We horrible space monsters are really big on toting ray-guns and stealing super-unhealthy food from people."
