The Orville -

“No,” Ed whispered.

A moment of profound silence fell over the group. Then, everyone turned to look at Bortus, who had just transported down to assist. In his hands, he held a half-empty bottle of his favorite beverage.

“Okay,” Ed said, leaning back in his command chair. “Standard first contact protocol. Kelly, hail it.” The Orville

“It is the only logical choice,” Isaac stated.

Ed grabbed Dr. Fen by the shoulders. “How do we get it to spit us out?” “No,” Ed whispered

“It will taste of photons and lies,” Bortus said grimly.

Klytus sighed, wiping slime off his face. “My wife believes the cloud isn’t mindless. It’s a gourmand. It’s been selectively consuming celestial bodies for billions of years, developing a cosmic palate.” In his hands, he held a half-empty bottle

Kelly blinked. “The what?”