Elsie was always ahead of the game, where THEY labeled her as a slightly wacky old lady, she was actually so far ahead of them all. Sure, some folks could catch a photo of what they believed was an older gal leaping to catch a 'Frisbee', she knew that what was happening was an advanced life form landing on a beach by way of what appeared to be a red plastic disk.
She had traveled from a far away planet, a far future time; Elsie was on holiday for a short time having spent the last century stuck away as a general clerk on her home planet. Elsie was more than ready to cut loose and enjoy herself.
Just shopping for a holiday body had been great fun; Elsie had decided on a well wrinkled, extra poundage, lived in look complete with a snowy frizz on top. This model had some street smarts, a great back story of experience. Many of her compatriots tended to choose the younger, sleek or buffed bodies, Elsie thought that route was a little too easy.
She set down on a stretch of sand in a place called Long Beach, California. Yes, there were many of the sleek models here and oh, how they made a strange twittering sound when Elsie touched down. Then a few of the buffed set applauded as they called out, "Great catch, grandma!" The ruse had worked as expected, Now the fun would begin.