"Better cloning than loss of intelligence through inbreeding. I mean, the only reason Harry and William look as good as they do is because their mother was from outside the fold. And look how well that turned out. I swear, if they weren't royal, the family stories would be the fodder for chav mags."
Sam nodded as Mr Venture moved past him. "You too," he offered, but then he was following Jesse over to the couch. "Here, you play," he said scooping the controller up and tossing it to Jesse. "Just until I can see what's going on here."
It was only a few minutes until dinner anyway. Besides, Sam wanted to be the alien, not the army bloke.