"What's in the bag?"
I gave the nice lady at the customs desk a wry smile.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
She didn't smile.
"Sir, I will ask you one more time. What. Is. In. The. Bag?"
I grimaced. "Mind if I show you instead? It's kind of hard to explain."
Her eyes narrowed.
"Sir, step back away from the bag."
I nodded and took a step backwards. Two heavily-armed goons approached from the side and loomed over me. I ignored them as the customs officer unzipped the top of the #bag and gingerly looked inside.
Her eyebrows tried to climb up beneath her felt cap.
"I don't believe it..." she whispered.
"Told ya!" I muttered beneath my breath.
She looked back up at me and grinned. The way a shark would, when it spotted its next meal.
"Sir, I'm going to need to see some paperwork. Class Four universes are highly restricted."
I let the smile creep back onto my face. She really knew her stuff! I gave my jacket pocket a confident pat.
"I've got all the permits right here, ma'am. And that's actually a research-grade Class Six. We see promising signs of intelligent life forming on one of the planets..."
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