Luna Moth -- Poof!
The Luna Moth dips its wings toward you in what almost looks like a courteous bow, and then it flies directly above you flapping its wings vigorously. Glowing, shimmering scales begin to slough off its wings, and soon the entire pary is standing in a cloud of them, their iridescence makes looking out of the cloud difficult if not impossible.
And then, suddenly, you are not where you were. No cloud of scales, here. You are in a cozy chamber amply lit by several candles and two lamps. There is a bookcase on the wall facing you, doorways in the walls to your right and your left, and two overstuffed divans arranged before you in this room, flanked by small tables, on which rest the aforementioned lamps.