"Genuine untouched ocean water, Your Honors," I said, slapping the tank. "Go ahead, Mr. Lood."
The little fellow hopped up to the side of the tank and emptied another invisible horde from a test tube into the water.
We waited.
"Oh, yus," he said.
And there on the bottom of the tank was an unmistakable sludge of metallic gold, shining speckled in the rays of sunlight bending through the water.
I scooped out a sample and handed it round for the Commissioners to inspect.
"Subject to analysis," grunted the fat one, "this certainly seems to be gold."
"Of course, there is no reason why this should not be done on Earth, as a starting point."
The thin Commissioner paused and looked at my client.
"Does this process affect fish?"