Jake had just been off on a little stroll. And, by little stroll, that meant he was searching for a means to repair his ship. Or, at least, find someone who had similar knowledge to his own. Knowledge on alien crafts and how to fix them. He'd heard that this city had quite a few misplaced people, some of which were geniuses, and some of which were from other planets. And that could only mean that they also had other ships. Perhaps they could help him.
But before he could get anywhere, the ground began to shake. It shook and it caused him to lose some of his equilibrium. Lucky for him he was a cat, so he could use his tail to stabilize his balance. Otherwise he might have gone rolling out into the street.
His initial thought was that this must have been some kind of earthquake. But then he saw the people running and screaming (including the woman who wandered out of that nearby building claiming that the shaking was something called a Marlo Thomas.) Jake followed her gaze up to the --