“Are these groups of friends made up of males?” one of Beth’s men asked darkly. Beth smirked at him. “Nah. There’s more women than men on our planet, and the single women tend to get together to commiserate their… lack of a mate.” The air crackled. I glanced at Bitchy’s electro-boy, and thought maybe he was giving off some sort of charge. Then I noted the expressions on the alien faces around us. Disbelief, hope, greed. “There are females in need of mates?” “WHERE is this planet?”
