IV dinner!!

proffesor membrane: son!! i invited your lititle green friend inside for dinner. dib: he walks from the living room into the kitchen wh- ZIM?!! zim: yes!! IT IS I!! dib: wh- DAD!! THATS THE ALIEN!!! prof. membrane: sighs sorry, young boy child. my son...hes a little into the "paranormal" stuff. dont mind him. 10 mins later, theyre all sitting down at the table, dib glaring at zim, gaz on her console, and zim feeling sneaky