Panel 1: Marie is sitting on a chair at the airport.
Panel 2: Casey walks up and looks at her.
Panel 3: He sits down beside her.
Panel 4:
Casey: So you've been sitting in the Toronto airport, dreading going home to confront me, for...?
Marie [face in hands]: Eleven hours, yeah.
Alt-Text: I
find myself oddly attracted to the completely ludicrous idea that if
you ignore your problems for long enough, they will eventually get
bored and wander away. It sucks when they come to the airport to
find you.
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