Alien

Scene one, act one. An office building in San Fransisco.

Jack: So you're saying that I have no reason to come here, after months and months of this, and demand an explanation? 
Manager: You're just being paranoid, Mr. Longhetto. I have no explanation for you, except that.
Jack: You're kidding. I'm telling you, this noise is dangerous! It's unearthly! And it must have a reason!
Manager: I'm late for a meeting with the prime minister of Bulgaria.
Manager exits.
Jack: There must be a reason... 

Scene two, act one. A different world. A proffesional looking woman walks onstage, wearing a pin that says: Prime Minister of Mars.
P.M.M: I am concerned. This is unworldy. It is dangerous. And it is not what we expect here on this proffesionalized planet.
Office Boy: Ma'am?
P.M.M: These sounds, fool. They mean something. Something that is-
Two guards burst in, holding a girl between them.
Girl: Get off me!
P.M.M: Ah, thank you. You can leave her to me now. 
Girl: I will not be left to anyone! Unhand me, minions!
P.M.M. chuckles.
P.M.M: My minions, as you call them, are not dangerous. They will not hurt you. And I don't want much from you, my dear. I just want you to go to earth, that is all. 
Girl: earth?
P.M.M: To investigate something that is puzzling me. To San Frasiso!
Office Boy: San Fransisco, my lady.
P.M.M: Whatever!
Exeunt. 

Scene three, act one. A park, and our girl is standing in the middle of it. A sign next to her reads, San Fransisco. The girl appears to be studying it. Jack walks onstage. Girl and Jack lock eyes.
Jack and Girl: Alien!

The end.