Doug ran to Asha, Diplomat Of Elshar Zheiea. "Hey, you're famous! Look at this!"

Asha smiled, Oleana on his arm. "Earthan video? Olie has been showing me movies she likes. We just watched "Gone With The Wind" and I am practicing my Rhett Butler. 'Howdy, Ma'am!' He took her hand and kissed it.

She giggled. Looked at the holo Doug waved up. "Danger Service? Doesn't that make fun of Asha's job?" Oleana frowned.

Asha laughed. "O, but I helped create it! One of the staff in Governor Brown's office approached me when I finished a goodwill visit last week. This 'show' will have glaring mistakes in it to help diplomatic students learn Earthan culture, Elshar culture, and Ishah culture as well as Zheien. It is designed to be a fun way of introducing Earth to other cultures, and other cultures to one another." His eyes turned very light.

"I didn't know I married a cinematic genius!" She giggled.

A yellow Zheien with obviously five-fingered hands holding twin-fingered ones stood outside a ship. Waved his arms. "People of Earth, I have a treaty for you —"

A red-skinned man with his thumbs folded in ran to him. "Diplomat Asha, I have the treaty. You just wrote part of it."

Several men ran to him and saluted. "Asha, Diplomat of Elshar Mashai, reporting —"

"I'm Asha, Diplomat of Elshar Deisha. He wanted me!" This one had yellow skin.

Another man shoved him. This one had red skin. "You are wrong. I'm Asha, Diplomat of V'chsan. Wouldn't he want a Xchou to help him?"

Several pink-skinned ones shoved all of them. "I'm the Asha he wants!"

"Habis ha, Slopfah! Emperor Rynatron obviously wants a Master Diplomat, not any of you!"

Others started a fight while Rynatron tried to stop them. "All of you, listen! It takes a lot of Asha's to run —"

They all froze and looked at the camera. "Danger Service!"

We are brave, we are bold

We do what we are told

And sometimes we are sold into slavery!

Several of them were dragged offscreen, some by their feet.

But we work really hard

To think of things that people need

And we write them in provisions

For all the Seven's traders

So that everybody eats!

One held up a drumstick, but another one grabbed it before he could bite it. "Uh, Asha, you're getting a bit fat, aren't you?"

"Habis maif, Earthan food is too good!" He patted his tummy. His blue eyes turned black.

The yellow Asha handed him a bahef. "This is why the Zheien and the Elshars have been friends for millennia. We love to trade and we are never fat!"

A bunch of gray fellas ran in and started fighting. One struck a villain pose and pointed at Rynatron. "Ah, but I am the evil Erigatron and I shall make you all slaves! Feed my slaves and make them fat!!"

A man in a black robe dragged a pink-skinned one by his feet. "Noooooo!"

Thin men in short tunics carried rocks in a cave. "He promised us food. He lied!! I'm so hungry I could eat this!" He chewed on one. Sat down and dust rose in a cloud. Stared.

A man in a black robe jerked him to his feet. "Ahh, some mine poisons make a slave trainable. Go make others work!"

He got others to lick that rock who were sitting around and they got up. The scene changed and they stood in a cavern. Black Robe rubbed his hands together. Walked past neat piles. A tiny golden one had a sign Tessite. A big one of blue rocks was labeled Bluemetal. Piles of different colored sand had chemical formulae. Then a neat pile of men had one Spare Parts. One fell off the top. "I'm alive!" Then he went limp and other men put him back.

Black Robe laughed maniacally. "And, some things we mine are used to —" The sound stopped. He dragged a woman behind a rock.

Then a bunch of purple men ran into the cavern. They led people out. One went to that rock and carried the woman out wrapped in a purple blanket. Another dragged Black Robe to a TS Inspector. "This man dishonored a woman!"

"Did he steal her trade? I am Inspector Gadzooks, and I will hear your case." He wore a cobalt blue bathrobe.

"No, but he stole a lot of other people's items. There's a room full of 'em back there!" He pointed to a cave with an avalanche of dolls, cubes, balls, and boxes of all shapes and sizes.

"To Ih Esta with you!" He waved at the man, who cowered. Waved again.

The man looked up and laughed. "Everyone knows tech doesn't work in a Tessite mine!"

Two men in black dragged him away. "Oh, we'll take you out, then port you!"

"Noooooooo!" He grabbed at dirt, which did not slow the process.

One purple man stepped forward. "I'm Diplomat Dangerous! I don't usually invade mines, but sometimes I write treaties to save people in mines! I convince people to give up slavery!"

This scene showed him on a platform talking to a crowd. "Give up slavery! It's evil!"

A bunch of them waved down and walked away.

Another scene on a city street. "Give up slavery!"

A man in a business suit looked at his watch. Then at him. "I think you're about 200 years too late. We don't have slavery."

"What about human trafficking? That's slavery!" He walked over to a semi parked on the street and lifted the back. Many tan-skinned people came out. "You are free!"

A man shook his head. "My family is captive."

Dangerous waved, and a bunch of people appeared. "Now they are free, too!"

All of them cheered!

A bunch of men in black uniforms came with a bus. It said INA. "These people are illegal immigrants! We're shipping you back where you came from!"

Dangerous held up a hand. "Ah, but I can take them all to one of the new colonies, if they want to go. It's in my new treaty." He held out a scroll, which unrolled down to the ground and down the street.

The man read it. "Uh, this hasn't been signed into law yet."

"Oh, wrong treaty. Here." He unrolled another one. It was stamped UN APPROVED.

A lady in a pretty red dress tugged on Dangerous' sleeve. "I want to go to Columbia!"

A man in a cowboy outfit stepped forward. "I want to work on a ranch on Endeavor!"

A little boy raised his arms. "I wanna be an astronaut and go to Luna!"

"Me, too, but I choose Mars!" A cute little girl jumped up and down.

"And, we diplomats can help you, whether you want to go home or start a new life in a colony!"

Another little girl tugged at his arm. "Can I go to your planet? I like purple."

He picked her up. "Oh, I'm Thordes, and a lot of my foods are poisonous for Earthans."

Diplomat Asha took her. "You may visit Elshar Zheiea! My world and foods are safe for any species, even our Thordes brothers. If your parents wish to come also." They reached for his arm and nodded. He dropped the fake twin fingers and startled.

One of the pink Ashas took her. "Or, you could visit my planet. Trading's good there!"

They appeared in a market. All sorts of items floated over tables. "Wow! I want to —" she started to get down.

"Do not touch the dust. It is poisonous. If we do not travel a lot, we get poisoned, too."

She made a face. "Your dirt is poisonous? Why did you make a colony on a world with poison dirt?"

"It was not poison when we first arrived. We used up our resources. Earth must be very careful not to —"

The yellow Asha took her. "We Deishans were a lot more careful, and we have plants." They appeared on a farm and he put her down. A cow mooed.

Another pink Asha picked her up. "So were we Heizghans! We have farms, too!" They appeared on another farm.

"So can we move here?"

"Uh, no. All the farms are taken," both Ashas chorused.

They appeared back on the city street. Zheien Asha picked her up. "But, your family is welcome in my colony. We are small now, but growing. I see that many of your family are farmers. We have much land for farms, and help with plants, animals —"

"Viva la Elshar Zheiea!!" A Mexican band played and the video ended.

"Be sure and join us next week when Asha says —"

A crowd sang, 'We are Danger Service, coming to an embassy near you!'

Diplomat Dangerous appeared outside a brick building. "I'm just an actor, but here is the new Thordes Embassy of Atlanta. This is a real diplomat." A Thordes lady waved.

Diplomat Asha appeared outside glass doors. To his right was a busy restaurant. "I'm also just an actor —" He dropped the twin finger props and they vaporized. "But here is the real Asha, Diplomat of Elshar Zheiea.

Asha waved, then went into the embassy. It said Atlanta Zheien Embassy in gold letters on the door.

They appeared on a busy street corner with a huge glass building. "I am not a real diplomat, but here is Asha, Diplomat of Prov One, Elshar Mashai —"

A man shoved him aside. "Pah! Go film someplace else, Slopfah!" He went into the doors. A sign near the street said Elshar Embassy of Atlanta. He shrugged.

A gray saucer appeared, and all the diplomats jumped into it. Diplomat Dangerous bounced off. It rose and wobbled. "Wait for me! Whoa!" Hands yanked him in.

As the ship rose, there were banging sounds and a chorus of men yelling, 'Whooaaaaa! Whooaaaaahhh!" every time the ship tilted another way.

Credits rolled.

Oleana clapped her hands. "Wow! That's awesome! Asha, you were terrific!"

He frowned at her. "I only walked into our office."

She hugged him. "And, it was awesome! Your wave was very graceful."

Doug added his arms. "You weren't rude like that other diplomat! 'Pah, go film someplace else!' That was funny!" He chuckled. "Lots of diplomats did that to me outside the Diplomats House in Prov One, but much ruder. I had to go there to find Asha, the diplomat Ni worked with. He was very polite to me. They should have used him."

– From Adia, One of Prophecy