He walked into the bar; it had been a regular day...well, for a ninja. Karate-practicing, fighting ridiculously-large-henchmen, kicking butts and, occasionally, getting his own butt kicked....he didn't want to talk about that. An icy beer would do him good.
Next, an ailen came through the door, a bulging head upon a tiny body. People screamed at the ugly object, hiding under tables. Why am I made fun of everywhere? thought the ailen. Everyone looked to the ninja to protect them.
Just then...wait, Godzilla can't walk into a bar!--"she" smashed through it, making everyone forget their ailen woes!