Tom grasped the implement, swishing it around a few times. Together they crept towards the light.
“There.” Alexis pointed. The sieve whooshed through the air, clumping on the table. They peered through the mesh. It was empty. With that, the shadow swooped past, fluttering around the bulb.
“Haven’t you two got that moth yet?” asked Ginny. “Oh, for goodness sake!” She put a lighted torch outside the open window, switched the ceiling light off and…
Moment’s later the moth flew towards the torchlight. Ginny closed the window. “Use common sense, not a sieve,” she grinned.