“Oh please, that's stupid. It'd be a waste of metal, and
besides inflation would cause you to need so many you'd buckle
under the weight,” the first bit back.
“Oh I guess that makes sense,” the second demurely said,
looking at the discs. “Ever think we might be wrong about all
of this?” the second asked after a long silence.
“Of course not.” the first said, studying one with a square
hole.
Story Two
An alien lifted an object from the table in front of him.
“What do you think these are?” the second alien asked,
“portable music instruments?”
The first one looked up at the other with a glare, “No these
are obviously analogue keys. See here,” he said running a digit
over the teeth of a key, “this is the cypher.”
“Oh, guess we're done for the day then.” The second alien
said, rising from his seat.
“Sit back down Gafor. We're not done yet. We're looking at
the things attached to the keys.”
“You mean the metal rings?” Gafor asked sitting back down.