|Monday, April 7, 2008|
|Panel 1: Somewhere in Davies College, Casey approaches Marie.|
Casey: I did it.
Marie: You did what?
Casey: Passed my special field exam.
Marie: You...? I didn't even know you were studying for that yet.
Casey: Sure...since Thursday.
Panel 4: Marie glares at Casey, who cheerfully walks away.
Marie: This is the exam normal people obsess over for a year, right?
Casey: Oh: and I passed with distinction.
Alt-Text: If Marie were an English student, she would, by this point, be so freaking obsessed that she would think nothing of leaping swiftly upon Casey and tearing him limb from limb.