Chaplin: “We didn’t start a band. We’re singing songs to summon moths.”
Lulu: “What, like pantry moths? You don’t have to summon those. They just show up. Usually Mama and Dada aren’t very happy about it, either.”
Charlee: “We don’t really care what kind of moths they are. We just like things that flutter around the house.”
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