Whisked Away by the Alien

There’s an alien in my kitchen wearing an apron… and nothing else.

There’s something delicious cooking in my kitchen and it isn’t the donuts or latkes. The tall blue alien with horns that hit the ceiling arrived in time to save Hannukah for my family, but he knows nothing about cooking. Why is he really here? And how do I tell him that under that apron he’s supposed to wear clothing?