"Yeah, I guess." 

Ugh, social interaction. This is terrible, why did he come. Is Magini done setting up the telescope yet. 

...Ah. Better back off, then. 

there's a minute of awkward silence, and then -

Magini gets the telescope set up and connected to the control-view-recording app it's designed to work with on her phone without too much trouble. She plugs in the telemetry from the modeling program she's been tweaking and feeding her stolen commsat data into for the last few weeks, and the telescope begins to whir quietly as it aims itself where she's pretty sure the signal source should be now. 

As it focuses, she casts the video feed over to Ami and Keith's phones via local wireless, so they can all watch on their own phones as the image comes into view.

And when the telescope focuses in the right place—

The lights are the clearest, an odd magenta that no Earth spacecraft or satellites use. From those, the odd, angular shape of the craft can be determined. Its size isn't immediately apparent, until it becomes clear that the tiny red dots swarming around it, like wasps around their nest, are much, much smaller spacecraft. 

Stars.

"...Yeah, that's - that's aliens."

Ami nods as she stares intently at her phone.

(Her fingernails are digging into her palm. She's trembling, a bit, but all 3 of them are too distracted by the image of an ALIEN SPACESHIP to notice.)

Yeah, other people? What other people? 

Aliens are real. 

Then Magini's phone pings with an alert from the telescope software, helpfully telling her that it's picking up... something else?

She peers in confusion, taps a few buttons, and -

One tiny dot in particular, this one purple rather than red, has detached from the main ship. It's heading towards Earth on a collision course. 

They can watch it on the telescope as it comes closer and closer, its trajectory curving towards almost where they're standing. 

As the object approaches, Magini starts poking at her phone furiously, plugging data from the telescope's feed into other apps.

"It's - about the size of a van, I think? And - unless it changes course, it's going to land nearby!"

She turns to look at the other two, unspoken question plain on her face: what should they do?