"Luv." So he's British, and hence COOL. Or perhaps gear, or keen? No, those words had been supplanted by Groovy, which HOLY HELL WHAT IS THAT THING? Apparently some species that makes its mating choices entirely on skin coloration, because surely such a scrawny thing would not be considered good breeding stock; even if she survived copulation, she'd die in childbirth as the horrible thing clawed its way out.

It's a given in the universe that creatures from other planets use space-based figures of speech as oaths and intensifiers, much as Earthlings say "Holy Continents," and "my Tropospheric tart."