Some tasks set to Luna were complicated, but some tasks set to Luna took 'complicated' to a new extreme. And this exact one had almost become the one she thought might be impossible.
But Luna was a legend, a queen, the best damn assistant on the eastern seaboard, and so it was with careful hands that she put the cage gently into the backseat of the car and leaned in towards it to look inside. "Alright, little guy," she told the capuchin monkey within. "Let's get you to your new home."
Ah, shit, she still needed to tell Henry she was on her way. (The last three days of trying to make this happen felt like it had fried her brain.) Climbing in behind the wheel, Luna sent a text. Hope you're home cause I have good news: your monkey is on its way. See you soon