Moon: Heeeey mom!
Hats: What are you after?
Moon: What makes you think I want something??
Hats: You only ever call Summer "mom" when you want something. So what is it?
Moon: Wha--that's not true!
Hats: Just ask already!
Moon: All right! Um, can I start a YouTube channel?
Hats: YouTube?? Why?
Moon: I'm stagnating as a musician! My skills are NOT improving at all!
Hats: What? That's ridiculous, Moon! You're getting better all the time!
Moon: Only in technical ability. But that's just playing here in the house, in front of you and June and Auntie Lake and stuff. But none of that helps me perform in front of an audience! Stage fright is REAL, Hats, and I have to get used to it!
Hats: What does that have to do with YouTube?
Moon: Well I can't perform in real life cuz of the pandemic! So I have to get creative!
Hats: Well I'm sorry Moon, but you're too young to get online.
Moon: But moooom!
Hats: No! I know what I'm talking about, sweetie. I've been online for a long time, and there are real assholes and monsters out there. It's literally too dangerous for someone as young as you.
Moon: But--
Hats: No, Moon. End of discussion.
Moon: But how am I supposed to get used to performing under pressure?
Hats: Well, let's think. I'm sure we can come up with something . . .
Moon, June, and Hats are out doing a marching band through the neighborhood.
Hats: Yeah! Woo! Rock that Mozart! Woot woot!
