Leo smiled. "Where, the Moon?" Delmer narrowed his eyes. Was Leo making fun of him? Or was he just putting on a front for the rest of the bar patrons? That was the trouble with conspiracies; even your friends could be in on them, and you never knew for sure. But Leo was above suspicion. Not because he was too honest ot have secrets, but because he was too greedy. Leo was a Hollywood producer; if he knew anything about a clandestin space program, he would have made a movie about it years ago. "Don't laugh," Delmer said. "That's where we think their secret base is. On the far side, of course, where astronomers can't see them."
Space Aliens Taught My Dog To Knit
Analog June 2010 edition
with the short story
Space Aliens Taught My Dog to Knit!