[the President and his wife are decorating a cake with sprinkles]

Mr. President.

[gains attention]

Yes, Jennifer.

We just received an alien transmission from the "Where's the beef?" lady.

What did she say?

First of all, she asked where the beef was, then she said the next battle was on at sundown tomorrow. 5130'29" latitude, 09'42" longitude.

Where's that?