42 is the answer to everything.
Aliens meet a fan of the series and are baffled, that 42 is the correct answer to every problem on their ship.
Coincidence or Joke ? -- Anon Guest
"Whoa. That's gotta be forty-two comets in a V-formation," stated Human Dug. Later assessment revealed that they were correct. There were exactly forty-two cometary masses grouped together and orbiting this particular sun.
This was a peculiarity of Human Dug. Forty-two was always the answer, and it always was the answer. If they said something would take forty-two minutes, then that was the time it would take. To the second. If something contained forty two things by their estimate, it always did. If they said there were forty-two varieties of something... there always were.
It was Human Dug's default answer when there was no possible way to know it, and they were always correct. Not merely after the fact, but before it, too. Anything and everything that could be enumerated by Human Dug always came out to Forty-two.