Kelly's grin became a trifle strained.
"These are Earthmen, Your Majesty," Nob said. "Genuine Earthmen!"
"Really?" breathed Jusa.
"Really," said Nob.
"Oh, golly," Jusa said, losing all her painfully acquired imperial pose and becoming a frightened, albeit lovely, young girl.
"Your Majesty—" Beliakoff began.
"Just call me Jusa. My gosh! Real Earthmen! I never met a real Earthman before. I wish you had let me know in advance. My hair—"
"Is beautiful, just like yourself," Kelly said.
"I'm so glad. I think your hair is beautiful, too."
Kelly turned brick-red. "You're not supposed to say that, you know."