Ogilvy wonders what kind of world the stranger with the fruit was from. He didn't believe in extraterrestrial life, but the person speaking to him didn't look, well, like any species on Earth. His curiosity is sparked, but he figures it would be rude to ask personal questions when the stranger asked for his help, and besides, just because there weren't aliens in his world didn't mean there wouldn't be on others.

He gives the fallen orange back. "Here. It should be all right - it didn't fall far." Snagging an orange for himself, he bites into it, enjoying the juice. "These are good. Have to be if you took so many of them."