Panel 1: Casey and Evil Marie are leaning against a tree.
Evil Marie: I always assumed I was just a figment, you know? And now you say I'm not.
Panel 2:
Evil Marie: Of course, this is you we're talking about, so you could be lying.
Panel 3:
Evil Marie: But you don't always lie. And after all, how can you see me? Something has to be going on with at least one of us. I just always assumed it was you.
Panel 4:
Evil Marie: Thoughts?
Casey: You seem to be doing pretty well on your own.
Alt-Text: "...so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me."
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