The intergalactic airport was its usual bustling self, what with people and aliens going around and about doing their own thing. However there was some kind of secret floor that could only be accessed through inputting an equally secret password.
You recall watching a commercial about a worldwide sex getaway and decided to hop straight into a computer and register. When you got to the registration screen a metallic voice suddenly spoke up to you. "Welcome potential customer," it said. "Please enter your information in extensive detail as well as your credit card info."
(A/N: You don't really need to put in your credit card info, even if its suggested to be fake. This is just for in-universe purposes.)