"Oh yes. Goodness that will have been two years ago in February!" His birthday. He'd been blowing up aliens in tanks, charming cows and trying not to get killed. A wonderful time indeed.

Maxwell picked up the menu to look at it while he talked, but he ended paling slightly before he found the words to continue. Goodness this was... quite the pricey place wasn't it? Ha, ha, ha.

"They were called aparoids. They came to... well, wipe people out, essentially. I believe they possessed the powers to look into one's mind, as they often changed their forms to resemble people from the past and present... Enemies and friends alike, and in some cases yourself!"

He gave a quirky grin. "It got pretty gruesome!"