The girl was delightful, delicious and disarming.
She was also stark naked and trespassing.
The man was handsome, dynamic, wealthy. Self-made and proud of it. Used to being obeyed.
The cat, which had arrived like the girl as a bolt from the blue, was overweight, short-winded, short-tempered but spoke good English.
The girl fixed the man with her wide, blue, tear-filled eyes and explained her sudden and undressed appearance:
"Peter, we are losing Armageddon... Only with your help do we have any chance of prevailing. Unless you join us - the galaxy is doomed."
The cat backed her up.