|Friday, August 18, 2006|
|Panel 1: The young man who may be Satan shakes Marie's hand.|
Possibly Satan: We're neighbours, aren't we? I'm Casey Mulligan.
Marie: Uh...Marie Dumont.
Panel 2: They walk through the college foyer together.
Casey: I'm wondering if it's going to take me a year to get used to this place, or only nine or ten months.
Marie: I keep thinking I might be on Mars. The architecture...the robes at dinner...the weird traditions...
Woman in Cat Onesie [pushes past them]: 'Scuse me.
Panel 4: Marie and Casey stare at the woman in the cat onesie.
Marie: The Martians...
Woman in Cat Onesie: Laundry day. Truly. Try not to step on my tail.
Alt-Text: Never actually saw this happen, but did witness some rather peculiar clothing combinations on laundry days...