The alien woman just said it.
"I'm fertile and compatible with human physiology, you know."
After I picked up my spilled tools, I looked at her.
"Why are you telling me that?"
She looked confused.
"My studies indicated that sexual congres is an important part of human interaction."
"Well... Yes, but not just out of the blue like that."
I recalled my briefings.
"Wait, wait, how are you compatible? Don't you, like, split?"
She nodded, and then performed rapid asexual fission, leaving two identical twins with no clothing on.
At that point I didn't care about her lies about compatibility.
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