We are on Mestifir monarchic world of shapeshifters and gods - try an exotic accent, feel free to ad lib after you have read the printed part. The prince likes to dress up as a commoner and go among his people - but they usually know its him and play along.

Narrator; Terry picked it up, and the the grey skinned alien vendor with a big head in big black eyes  quickly knocked it out of his hand (sfx slapping)

Vendor: ahg! what are you? stupid? that’s a forget worm, one touch and your memory is gone! Can’t you read - ‘handle with tongs only’

Terry; huh where am I?

Vendor; agh see you moron….wait… oh no sire I am so sorry