When the butterflies summon the girls for a night of bloodshed, Rachel tries to escape their nightmarish existence, but Kate and the others track her down after Lulu’s grave warning.
Me? I can't eat lemons. They're so sour.
Ich mag keine Zitronen …
¿Yo? No puedo comer limones.
Son tan ácidos.
Hein ? Je n’y arriverai jamais…
Eu? Não consigo chupar limão.
É muito azedo.