Panel 1: Marie and Casey are sitting on Marie's futon. Casey picks up an envelope.
Marie: And what's that?
Casey: My paycheque.
Panel 2:
Marie: For what?
Casey: Well, I think that should be obvious.
Panel 3: He hands her the paycheque.
Casey: Here...this will cover a bit of what I owe you. I'll keep giving them to you until we're square.
Panel 4:
Marie [very frustrated]: You don't have a job!
Casey [pulls a box of doughnuts from nowhere]: That's one theory. Look, I bought doughnuts.
Alt-Text: Mysterious AND infuriating. Hot.
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