A High School Fairy Tale of Love and Aliens!

They met in art class.  The assignment was to split up into pairs for a personality profile exercise.  She picked him before he even had a chance to get up. It took about 5 seconds for those flirtatious, brown eyes to bewitch him completely.
Questionnaires in hand, their conversation started out something like this:
Him: Ice cream out of the box or in a bowl?
Her:  What’s a bowl?
Him: Like to be the center of attention or are you content to be on the sidelines?
Her: Like to be the center of your attention.
Him:  Dinner with me at Olive Garden or Chevy's?
Her: Yo quiero fajitas!  
He basked in her radiance that night, barely speaking a word in between mouthfuls of pico de galla salsa.
She looked non-stop into his eyes for the entire meal like she had found some kind of rare Aztec treasure.
Later that evening found them on a secluded bench overlooking the city, the last remains of ice cream cones in their hands.
He wrapped his arm around her, watching her eyes reflect the starlight above. 
“I have something I want to tell you,” he said softly.
“Anything,” she assured him.  A small dribble of chocolate mint ice cream lingered on her lips.  “You can tell me anything.”   
He took a deep breath.   
“I exist on my planet as one small part of a vast ocean of aqua goo.  Millions of us blend together within the goo, forming an individual mastermind to which we all contribute.   Despite the deep and satisfying feeling of oneness we all enjoy, it gets old listening to the same voices after a while.  We are explorers, always seeking to discover new life and make it a part of our collective consciousness.  Eventually, someone came up with the idea of breaking off a small part of us and rearranging the molecules into a self-aware asteroid, capable of seeking out and landing on a planet with intelligent life, then rearranging the molecules again into the likeness of that life.  If the scout determines the species is an acceptable subject for absorption, it returns to it’s original form and immediately commences exponential a-sexual reproduction, absorbing the entire world into our single consciousness within a matter of hours…  I am that scout.”
A cricket chirped blissfully... 


Choose your ending:

A.She's from the Men In Black

B.She believes him and kisses him passionately *

C.A zombie crashes their date