On Pluto

_"And the other thing about the Phantom Lady was, Bert, she realized, in the city that never sleeps...
_ What did she realize, Kitten?
_ That all the songs she'd listened to, all the love songs, that they were only songs.
_ What's wrong with that?
_ Nothing, if you don't believe in them. But she did, you see. She believed in enchanted evenings, and she believed that a small cloud passed overhead and cried down on a flower bed, and she even believed there was breakfast to be had...
_ Where?
_ On Pluto. The mysterious, icy wastes of Pluto."