Bat-Rep: Please excuse the electronic Universal-Translator apparatus through which our communcation is made possible.

Reporter: Understood that the effigy before us is of Alien-construction, light-years beyond our crude transistorized efforts; may we call you Ter?--given that we have within our crude language--no gender-neutral pronouns.

Bat-Rep: Very well. We appear here to applaud your actions as favor our continuing presence within your species; it is not often that our efforts to reduce human overpopulation are seen to be benevolent; simply: were we to proceed normally in our quest for a reliable food-source--we might very well "finish it off" as you bipeds say.

Accordingly, we applaud your gesture, here in "Tul-Sa?" to make easily available some months of sustenance all-in-one-box as (or, as you say) a sort of "gift-of-friendship". (Please do: omit the little 'bars' of 'so-ap?' usually supplied in your Lava-tor-ies(?) that we may extend this process more efficiently. You may be sure that we shall help you in re-turr-an: in that Over-Pop-ull-A-tion problem.

Now I must go, but "We'll Meet Again Don't Know Where Don't Know When.." {as you also ss-ay)

{{{Poof!}}} vanishes within Bat-Mobile conveyance.

[Reporter: Holy Shit!!!] ..runs to Lav-a-Tory. ..Wash. a. Tory. ??