Panel 1: Marie and Barbara begin to walk away from Ursula's office. Ursula has followed them out into the hall.
Ursula: Marie, wait. You need to listen--
Marie: No, I don't.
Panel 2: Marie rounds on Ursula.
Marie: That's my friend you're saying those things about. And you're wrong: he's not manipulating me. I have no doubt!
Panel 3: Scowling, Marie stalks away from Ursula, Barbara beside her. Barbara glances at Marie.
Panel 4:
Barbara: So how's the doubt coming along?
Marie: Quite beautifully, thank you.
Alt-Text: The prize is vast confusion with a side helping of frustrated fury.
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