Zoltrog "Pick-Up" Lines

Zoltrog is about to embark on a journey of socially alcoholic proportions. Many of my associates at the AM/PM are interested in courting human females. Being that I am superior to them in all ways, they have requisitioned me to create language which will gain them entry into the female's conversation and, eventually, her birthing apparatus. The following lines of dialogue have been created by Zoltrog for the courting human male.

• I demand to see the docket sewn into the posterior of your upper clothing. Interesting. Zoltrog simply wanted to inquire if his theory was correct, that you are in fact a being manufactured in the biblical zone known as Heaven. My theory is proven factual and can now be made into scientific law.
• Do you, Earth female, possess knowledge of what would look satisfactory on your person? I, Zoltrog, would look satisfactory on your person.
• If Zoltrog could rearrange the Earthen English alphabet of 26 characters, then Zoltrog would place the character U in the vicinity of the character I.
• The color of the pigmented fibrovascular tissue within your iris is similar to the color of a large oceanic body of water. Zoltrog seems to be lost in a sea of similar pigment, without navigation or proper coordinates.
• Could you pinch the porous exterior of my upper dermis? Zoltrog requires to test whether or not he is in a wakened state. Zoltrog suspects that he is not due to increased rapid eye movement, decreased activity between his hippocampus and neocortex, and your presence.
• Ouch. It seems that Zoltrog has acquired a deficiency in the enamel of one of his many mandibles. Zoltrog believes the cause to be your increasingly sugary nature.
• Are those pants constructed to tolerate the harsh conditions of space travel? Zoltrog only inquires because your buttocks is not of this Earth.
• Your sucrose levels are as such that Hershey's Company Incorporated may find it difficult to maintain business due to your increased monopoly.