Remember those tentacly alien guys? Well, there are some human hybrid ones, and they kind of really are into reproducing with humans, usually in disturbingly tentaclyrapey ways. I'd call it tentaraping, but having shorthand for something like that is almost grosser than the actual act itself.

I - um, [she thinks in her head, but she's never been the best with money, so it's not really doing much. She counts on her fingers, trying to think of expenses] Five pounds a week should cover our expenses for food. [she considers the two of them and how much they eat] We might even get away with three pounds a week for food, so twenty pounds a month doesn't sound like it's too bad for a place to live.