"What? A mind control drug? That's..." Give him a second to process that information, Collette. It's completely insane, and as far as he knew, impossible. He doesn't even need to make the effort to dodge that question about the food, because he's already forgotten that she asked. He's too busy trying to scrape together his understanding of the world -though maybe he'd better stop thinking in global terms now that they've gone extraterrestrial...

No, that isn't helping. Stand by for reboot. He's going to need to take a minute, here.