Perceptive Kid

At Disneyland, I took Alana on the Star Tours ride (it's one of those sit-in-a-dark-room-and-get-bounced-around-while-you-watch-a-movie rides). While waiting to board our 'starship', there was a safety video, showing Chewbacca and other aliens boarding, chatting with customers, stowing their bags and putting on seatbelts, etc.
A- "Are there going to be monsters on this flight? I don't want to fly with monsters."
K - "Those aren't monsters, they're aliens. And that's Chewbacca. He's a good guy. There might be aliens on our flight--we're going into space, after all!"
(Maddie, little girl behind us in line) "I don't want to get killed by aliens!"
(her mother) "Maddie! Hush! You might scare the little girl!"
K - "I don't want to get killed by aliens either, but that won't happen on this flight. They have good security and friendly aliens."
A - "What's the flight like?"
K - "Like skiing, except you're strapped in. Actually, remember when you rode on Uncle Rob's lap in the pickup truck?" (on a farmstead in NY, through fields and down a road named 'Punctured Lung Lane')
A - "Mm-hm."
K - "It'll be like that, except with something to hold onto."
A - "That's good. I didn't have anything to hold onto in the truck."

...so we take the ride, and she's fine the whole time...then the ride ends and we disembark.

A - "Hey, we were right here the whole time! It was just a movie!"

Perceptive kid...