|Monday, September 4, 2006|
|Panel 1: In
one long panel, we see twelve robe-wearing Davies Junior Fellows
standing behind their chairs (which are ranged around a long wooden
table) in the dining hall. Behind them, we see the usual brick wall,
interrupted by a couple of concrete pillars. Most of the Junior Fellows
are people we haven't seen before, but Casey, Rahim, and Marie are
there. Casey is smirking, as usual. Rahim is leaning over and
whispering to Marie, who is at the foot of the table. A young white
woman wearing glasses is standing at the head of the table.|
Glasses-Wearing Woman: Benedicimus tibi, O creator mundi, qui munera terrae nobis praebuisti.
At Least Five Junior Fellows: Amen.
Rahim: Someday, I'm going to convince her that "Rub-a-dub-dub, thanks for the grub" has more class.
Alt-Text: I've heard Dons say stranger graces.