I really thought this would take off, but it seems we are suffering from lack of imagination.
Oh well here goes.
Mozziemind (is that what we called him?) escaped the clutches of Black Randy and the Metro Squad and went to the golf course. Because he was an alien he wasn't particularly good at driving (bit like me)
and he overturned his golf buggy.
Beth a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a Villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out, "Are you okay?"
"I'm OK thanks" MM replied.
"Oh MM forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while and I'll help you get the buggy up later."
"That's nice of you, "but I don't think my wife would like it." MM answered
"Oh, come on," Beth insisted. She was very pretty and persuasive.
"Well okay," MM finally agreed and added "but my wife won't like it."
After a restorative whisky, some friendly ministrations and some driving and putting lessons, MM thanked his hostess.
"I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset."
"Don't be silly!" Beth said with a smile , "She won't know anything. By the way, where is she?"
"Under the buggy!" he said.