I ran into the Zachs on my way out of room 222. They were huddled in deep conversation, pouring over what looked to be a simple, black box.

"What's up?" I asked, going over to them.

Zaak explained, "We have just made contact with intelligent alien life."

"Or so we think." Zach added.

"Think what?" I asked. "Intelligent or alien."

"Probably either one or the other." Zack clarified.

"But there is a possibility..."

"...However slight...."

"...That they are both."

I stared at them in shock, not just because they had possibly contacted aliens, but because they seemed to think as one entity. I considered telling them this, but Zach said, "But, then again, it could just be that kid in Pennsylvania again."

The other Zacks murmured agreement, and all three lapsed into scientific musings so advanced that I couldn't follow. I left them for the common room.