Panel 1: In
the Davies common room, rows of chairs have been set up, and the Junior
Fellows are seated, waiting for the elections to begin. Marie is
sitting next to Casey. We can also see Frankie on Casey's other side.
Marie: You're not running for anything in the elections? Again?
Casey: I don't have the time.
Panel 2:
Marie [narrows eyes]: Excuse me?
Casey: I'm taking a course...marking...studying for my special field exam. I can't make other commitments.
Panel 3:
Marie: Casey, you're a genius. You always finish your essays in about two minutes. You have plenty of time.
Panel 4:
Casey: Busy, busy, busy...work, work, work!
Marie: When I finally snap and kill you, I trust you won't be too surprised.
Alt-Text: A
more normal person could cite those reasons as genuine excuses. Of
course, a more normal person would probably just run for five positions
and delay his degree by a year.
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