|Wednesday, July 7, 2010|
|Panel 1: Marie, Barbara, and Casey are on Marie's rooftop patio.|
Marie [to Barbara]: Are you okay?
Barbara: More or less.
Barbara: I enjoy being treated like a dangerous criminal when I accidentally end up in the vicinity of a single window-smashing moron.
Panel 3: Barbara yells down at the street.
Barbara: Hey, coppers! Why don't you come up here and arrest me for existing? I'm waiting for you!
Panel 4: Barbara bursts into tears. Casey pats her on the back.
Casey: This must be what they call "reaction."
Marie: Gee, ya think?
Alt-Text: It can be quite fun to scream madly at police officers from forty storeys above them.