Humans: hello, we come in peace. we are from a planet we call Earth.
Alien: oh yes! the bagel planet!
Humans: … what?
Alien: you are the only planet in the known galaxy that has invented bagels. we would like to make trade agreements right away.
Humans: i… okay then.
This is a fantastic premise, Earth having a commodity that only humans have made, and we can only make it on our planet because our resources are just unique enough that other planets cannot replicate it. Wait until the aliens get a load of what we call moon pies, or macaroons, or tiny philo cups full of pumpkin spice custard.
Me: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE UNIVERSE, BEHOLD! *Reveals blueberry pancake* Entire galactic senate: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Isn’t this like, half the premise of Dragonball Super?
Fuck it is. The god of destruction will grant you wishes in exchange for ice cream and pizza