The Klegron checked his chronometer. Alpha-14 was watching him, as the appointed record keeper he was forced to keep track of all that had occured since the crash. Now they all simply awaited rescue, hovering above the spot where the translocator had stopped, in the hope that someone, somewhere, would come and rescue them from the tedium of recording human life.
Not so far below, a mother tugged on the hand of a small boy. "But mummy!" He exclaimed, "I saw a shiny!". The mother growled and continued her tug of war, into the coffee shop.