“Surrender, earthling,” J!m said, the silver emperor’s robe adding alien menace, undercut by the glitter-ball antennae bopping about his head. He aimed his raygun and fired.

A red laser beam hit the customer in the eye. It swept across his iris and charged his account.

“Warning,” J!m recited, “this program may cause heart tremor, night sweats and demented dreams. Free nitroglycerin tablets with every large popcorn. Watch the Skies!”

From Go, Mutants, p. 121