|Wednesday on Sunday. Slooooooowly geeeeetting theeeeerrrrrrre...|
|Wednesday, August 4, 2010|
|Panel 1: Baldwin and Casey are talking in the Davies College basement nook.|
Casey: Look...I really can't help you with the Frankie thing--
Baldwin: You mean you won't.
Casey: I would rather be boiled in oil, yes.
Panel 2: Casey writes something down.
Casey: But I do know an apartment that'll be available on September first. Reasonable rent, good location, general absence of cockroaches. Here's the info.
Panel 3: Casey gets right into Baldwin's face and glowers at him menacingly.
Casey: Oh...and if you tell anyone I gave you this tip or even that we had this conversation at all, you will beg to be boiled in oil.
Panel 4: Baldwin scrunches himself up on the other side of the couch. Casey happily goes back to reading.
Baldwin: You're the scariest man I know.
Casey: I can't imagine why you would say that.
Alt-Text: Baldwin just isn't having a very good day, and I have a feeling he has absolutely no idea why.
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