I’ve pointed this out before, but Moon never looks more serious than when she is considering the question of ice cream. Neapolitan is a new concept to her and having to make the decision of which flavor to eat with each spoonful is almost too much for her to handle. 20 years from now when Moon starts to get wrinkles, every single one of them will have come from a result of strenuous concentration over ice cream contemplation.

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