Panel 1: Marie is sitting on the floor, her work spread out in front of her. Evil Marie sits beside her, staring at her.
Panel 2:
Marie: Seriously, what?
Evil Marie: I'm not sure. You must have something on your mind.
Panel 3:
Marie: I must what now?
Evil Marie: I turn up when you're about to undergo some emotional crisis. It's hardly my fault.
Panel 4:
Evil Marie [smirks]: So you realise Casey can see me, right?
Marie: Oh, no: hardly your fault at all.
Alt-Text: Every
time Evil Marie turns up in a strip, she's all, "Screw you; I'm going
to say whatever I want." And then she does. And then things go more or
less directly to hell.
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