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Luna: Guess what! Today we will be having the Luna Show outside, as Tamaranean Termitals have eaten the lower beams supporting our building. Therefore-
(Enter backstage Moogle)
Moogle: Kupo! We aren't outside!
Luna: Yes we are! There's a plant there, (pointing) there, and there!
Moogle: Kupopo, those plants are fake! (To audience) Today, Kupo, we have two very special guests! First, we have Fawkes, the kupo phoenix!
(Enter Fawkes)
Fawkes: (With Dumbledore's voice) Hello Luna.
Luna: Fawkes, how are you? Your voice sounds strange.
Fawkes: I am actually Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. My close relationship with Fawkes allows him to channel my mind from beyond the grave. Basically, Fawkes is a vessel for my ghost.
(A skinny women and a fat man run out onto the stage.)
Woman: Did someone say ghost?
Man: GHOST!
Luna: Um… you aren't Nearly-Headless Nick!
Moogle: Are you ghost-hunters, kupo?
Man: He said ghost! GET HIM! (leaps at moogle)
Moogle: Stop kupo!
(The man freezes in midair)
Woman:Jack!
Moogle: Please remove yourself and your husband from the stage.
Woman: Fine. But if we see a ghost…(She pulls her husband with her and she exits.)
Luna: Our next guest is Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington.
(Enter Nearly-Headless Nick)
(Enter Woman)
Woman: GHOST!
Moogle: LEAVE, KUPO!
(Woman reaches into her pocket)
Moogle: STOP, kupo! (Picks up frozen body of woman and carries her off.)
Luna: So Professor, how is your life?
Fawkes: #)&)& +()
Luna: What?
Fawkes: I used to be slightly less than omniscient, but now I am!
(Re-enter Moogle)
Moogle: And I thought Hermione was arrogant, kupo!
L:una: Did you know that Professor Snape was going to kill you?
Fawkes: (Hurriedly) Tes, but J.K. Rowling assured me that I would still guide Harry after my death.
Luna: J.K. who?
Fawkes: Um… No one!
Luna: Okay, Sir Nicholas, how is-
Fawkes: I am not finished talking!
Luna: Dumbledore, really!
Fawkes: I'm Professor Dumbledore!
Luna: Mog?
Moogle: Sorry, I'm out of MP.
(Moogles sneak up behind Fawkes)
Fawkes: Really! I deserve respect-
(The Moogles leap forward and pluck out his feathers.)
Moogle: Kupopo! Pheonix Down!
Luna: Um… Here are some important commercial Messages!