|Monday, February 23, 2009|
|Panel 1: Marie
and Barbara are walking through the Davies College basement. They pass
a bust of Elvis Presley sitting on a table. Barbara glances at it.|
Marie: --but afterwa--
Barbara: Hang on.
Panel 2: They turn to face the bust.
Barbara: Do you see what I see?
Marie: What you see?
Barbara: What I see?
Panel 3: Marie visibly undergoes a ferocious inner struggle.
Panel 4: Marie buries her face in her hands.
Marie [sings quietly]: A star, a star, dancing in the night--
Barbara: Okay, that was inevitable. Moving right along...
Alt-Text: Actually, that song works surprisingly well when you apply its lyrics to Elvis.