"Now, we take offense, I say, we take offense to that, ma'am. We are not parasites, and we've never been conquered by anyone, much less an upstart bunch of tadpoles. Now, we're offering to help burn these critters off of your worlds. If you want to turn down that help, so be it, but you ought to at least consider it an option. But, if we must settle for a non-aggression pact, so be it. We can't force you into anything, after all."
One of the suited men addresses the woman. "Come off it, Michelle. You've seen the reports. The Entity has infected 38 perce--"
"PARKS!" shouts Sagan. "That information is not for public consumption!"
The man looks abashed, but continues. "Regardless, we need a new strategy. I don't see why we shouldn't consider an alliance."
(Roll yourself a d12 to see how this business goes)