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(Hoodied Karl questions the beer offered by a stout young fellow with advanced
male pattern baldness, spiked up remaining hairs, and extensive facial piercings.)
BUCKET OF CHEESE: It’s called ‘Witch’s Teat.’
KARL: Is it good?
BUCKET OF CHEESE: Eh. Sounds
(The Teat accepted, Karl makes a mild work burnout face and Bucket of Cheese returns the sentiment.)
I just don’t know,
Bucket of Cheese.
BUCKET OF CHEESE:I feel ya,
(A wild Stevia appears, genderqueering up the panel with androgynous
stylez. They have a chest tattoo of a winged heart pierced by a sword.)
STEVIA: Hey hey,
what are we
KARL: Damn it Stevia,
your big mouth got
me in trouble again!
(Stevia makes the, "Ain't I just adorably mischievous?" face and hand gestures.)
STEVIA: I’m sooo sorry!
Hans just gets
things out of me!
(Stevia crosses their arms and looks away, trying to play innocent. Karl glares.)
KARL: Hans? What? I was talking
about a million years ago
with Jack Ballard.
STEVIA: Huh? That doesn’t
sound like something
KARL: I didn’t
(Stevia has bug eyes as they relate a bit of gory gossip.)
STEVIA: Oh my god, speaking of that kid,
I heard he died big time. Big nasty car accident.
What a way to go,
all burned to a crisp, so sad.
(From left to right, Stevia looks matter-of-fact, Karl looks dubious, and Bucket of Cheese looks like he doesn't know what to think.)
KARL: Well you know he was
a criminal, maybe he was
just faking it.
STEVIA: No way, I know a guy... They found guts
and teeth,nasty stuff.
He’s totally dead.
(As Stevia speaks of evidence from off-panel, Karl's face gets a bit shocked and Bucket of Cheese looks grave.)
STEVIA: Sorry, that was a bit much.
I just have to be me though.
You know... I can’t censor myself.
BUCKET OF CHEESE: Damn,
(A "tiptip" at the window pane distracts Demetri from his painting.)
(Vitus floats outside the window, momentarily upside down, arms crossed. Demetri is unimpressed.)
DEMETRI: There are these
(Vitus has righted himself and looks angry. Demetri has a sarcastic expression.)
VITUS: Are you even trying
to get Theodore?
DEMETRI: Oh yes, I’ll just
(Vitus now stands in a crouch on the ledge outside, Demetri turns away - not wanting to waste his time with this.)
VITUS: Did Jack introduce you
to your new friend?
Are you both
DEMETRI: What are you
going on about?
Why don’t *you*
(As nightjar Vitus flies away, Demetri looks thoughtful.)
DEMETRI: Damn you Angela, immortal still.
(In Jack's new apartment, the boys are in slouch mode as usual. Jack's thermal underwear are pushed up to the knees and he is wearing a black bandanna probably given to him by anarchists the other night. Darren is in the CatCat shirt yet again. Jack has legs crossed on the floor, Darren sits on a box. Both have instructions in hand and are surrounded by the tools and pieces of self-assembly furniture and Jack is receiving a phone call.)
DEMETRI (phone): Hello Darling, your pal Vitus
is sniffing around.
Just a ‘head’s up.’
JACK: ‘Sniffing around?’
(Jack has a vaguely concerned expression, still talking on the phone.)
DEMETRI (phone) :Just be careful.
He’s in an emotional state,
and it’s all new for him.
(As the action of the last panel continues, we see a solitary black balloon floating on the patio outside.)
JACK: Yeah, I’ll try.