He glanced at her sidewise.
"Only that they believe themselves to be a superior race and have a hand in running the world through the government. Well, the zetas. The zetas have done that." He began babbling, now that he'd been given a topic that was of high interest to him and few others. "Well my alien, she's the leader of the zetas, she tells me thats the Illuminati but she's lying cos she's actually Lady Gaga? But you probably don't know who that is.... Anyway, she supports the Illuminati, so I don't trust her or anyone affiliated with her. I knew she was weird and wrong the first time I saw her cos no human...dresses like that. But you know they control the media and brainwash people and make people think that stupid things are important... like reality tv shows. They feed them so much that people stop paying attention to like... the fact that the world is constantly at war now. It's just like in the book 1984, do you know the book 1984? Have you ever read it? No of course you haven't you're an alien but aliens rule the world in the future and maybe...maybe the past."
Matt gasped and backed away from her, pointing. "Maybe that's why you're here-"
He dug in the pockets of his trousers, thankful that he'd transferred his belongings over. He pulled out a crumpled piece of foil and slapped it on over his hair, that was still mysteriously red for some reason.
"You're corrupting the world and the government even back here! So we can't do anything about it up there in the future!" he flapped his arms wildly. "It's like the ultimate Butterfly Effect! Oh my god!" He stared at her with his hand over his mouth and his eyes wide.