A beautiful alien queen.
I blinked. I didn't understand why she was wearing the mask, so I asked.
"So there's no blood splatter on my face," she replied.
Wow, I thought. How anti-climactic.
"I know what you're thinking," she said, smiling, "'Why did you bring me here?'"
"Actually--" I began.
"I brought you here because my race is in danger. We need a human to go in and get a crystal from a cave. We'd go get it, but a wizard put a spell on the cave to keep us out."
Great, I thought, Why do I get all the lunatics?
I looked around, frowning at all the multicolored blood that stained the floor and the work bench. I asked, "What's with this science lab if you brought me here to get a crystal?"
"Oh, we just like killing things," she replied.
And these guys are worth saving?
"Will you go and get it for us?" the queen asked.
I felt the metal object in my skin throb as she spoke those words.
(Let's have something more creative than "yes" or "no" as an answer, please.)