"Halt! This planet is under the protection of the Zybraxian Republic! Any hostility will be answered with... wait a second--"
"Oh. Oh NOW you acknowledge our species' existence. Now that we're finally good enough to make it to another body in OUR OWN DAMN SOLAR SYSTEM. Which you have been COLONIZING FOR THE PAST DECADE!"
"...Wait, who are you? Your species doesn't show up in any galactic record."
"Humans. We're humans. From one planet closer to the sun."
That survey was done by the lowest bidding contractor above the objections of the IT department, wasn't it? Wasn't it?!
