It's like that scene from Aliens, but instead of loads of aliens falling out of the false ceiling, it's dancing and whooping pregnant women in party frocks doing back flips.
Gavin Chait's first novel, Lament for the Fallen (Doubleday, £14.99), is a refreshingly different take on the old "alien-falls-to-Earth-bearing-gifts" chestnut.
The students were not told that the aliens fell naturally into two groups, although the differences were subtle and not easy to describe.
In another piece, titled "When the Oval Office Is Barackin'," aliens fall in love with the president while touring the White House ("They did not make politicians like this back in the colonies").
The South Korean television drama "My Love From the Star" features a dashing, 400-year-old alien who falls in love with an actress.
It sets no "limit on the length of time beyond the removal period that an alien who falls within one of the Section 1231(a)(6) categories may be detained".
It says that an alien who falls into one of these categories "may be detained beyond the removal period and, if released, shall be subject to [certain] terms of supervision".
China in particular has gone completely ape for a Korean soap opera called My Love from the Star, about a handsome alien who falls in love with a beautiful Korean woman, whose favorite food is chi-maek.
It's an odd set-up, soon topped by a burping, bloated hunter dying on their toilet just after some Nutty Professor farts and just before a "shit weasel" (basically a toothy, alien eel) falls out of his ass to kill Beaver (Jason Lee).
At night, the Puente de Arganzuela lights up like a piece of an alien rocket fallen to earth.
