"Our object, of course, is to start out the new dimension with an Adam and Eve," the host said.
Ernie sneered. "You think you can start a new world!"
"Oh, we've begun it. And we chose your home because here you are two young newlyweds just starting out in life, not too concerned that the future holds nothing more for you than junior assistant to the vice president—ever! Here you have more chance for development, advancement and enjoyment. We have effected changes—your Melinee, for example. You and Marsha will run this dimension. You and she will—"
"We will not, and I'm going to Melinee now. Let me out of here."
The man politely hid a laugh. "Dear sir, I assure you there is no way out of the dimension. You are trapped. You must remain now, regardless, and conduct our experiment for us."
"You got through to our world to find out about us," Ernie said. "How can you keep me here?"
"But we entered your world from our own dimension. Our people pass back and forth all the time, unknown to your people. But from this special contraption which Congrice has rigged up for us, there is no immediate escape."
Ernie got mad. "Then what the devil are these people doing here?"
"Sh," the man said, "those are our Congrice observers." He seemed extremely disturbed. "Don't let them know how you feel. They get angry at people who take them on wild-goose chases."