|Friday, January 6, 2012|
|Panel 1: In the morning, Marie, half-asleep and dressed in a nightgown, gets a cup of coffee.|
Panel 2: She opens her apartment door to see Casey sitting in the hallway, all beat up, his clothing torn to rags.
Panel 3: She looks down at him, her arms crossed, and sighs.
Panel 4: Marie sits down next to Casey and puts an arm around him.
Casey: I'm sorry.
Marie: Funnily enough, you always are.
Alt-Text: At least he's sorry. He could be pointing at her and going, "Ha ha ha...I'm taking advantage of you, and you're almost certainly going to forgive me!" Then again, maybe he actually is, metaphorically speaking. It can be hard to tell.