You come up with the perfect plan: you tell the Moon there's a show, and it'll be a big one, right up there in the sky. Yeah, out there in far orbit, equidistant from the Lagrange points. Right at the trash fence of the sky. Don't worry though, you tell the Moon, it will definitely be easy to find it once it gets up there. The Moon takes off to look for it, glowing with excitement, and starts to search for this show with a dogged determination rarely found outside of these billion-year-old types. You chuckle a bit at how gullible the Moon is being and how easy it was to trick, as it's out there looking for a non-existent show at a non-existent trash fence, before you realize if you head out now, you might still catch a bit of that totally real Red, Her Rings show at the totally real trash fence. Well, no need to learn any lessons here, as nothing in the Moon’s experience is applicable to your current situation. With dogged determination, you head off again to search for the show.