Night Owls

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.

The lady was peculiar, her dark brown hair twisted into a bun, her long almond-shaped black nails, and dressed in a formal outfit. She seemed unresponsive to her surroundings: the crash of a small sugar holder, the passersby outside her window. Her mind seemed entirely her own.

All at once a blinding light coursed through the space. Jerry and the woman froze. And then a creature appeared, seemingly from the air itself.

Jerry fainted from the shock of the creature's arrival. The woman, however, merely continued sipping her double espresso, showing no interest. It was only when the alien creature approached her menacingly that she stood up and, with a smile, kicked it square in the groin.