The doors opened and all she could think of was that scene in Hitchcock's The Birds with the beetle things staring at her and then getting closer. "I'm going to go out on a limb and call those the DRDs," she replied and carefully walked around them, like crossing a room full of cats. Big surprise, the superior alien didn't like the slow humans getting the big shiny toy. Frankly, she didn't think they should be messing with it, but she doubted he cared about their safety. "Well, you know, next time a time-travelling super-tyrant decides to come over and stop on your homeworld, you can get the spoils of the fight."