Clover N: [whispering in ear] You should let me kiss you, Fir.

Clover F: Wait. There’s something else that has to happen first.

Clover N: …and that would be?

Clover F: Revenge.

[thud]

In starlit nights I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me
Your lips a magic world
Your sky all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon