Panel 1: Darrell and Ty talk while beside them, Leah shows Jeremy something on her phone. Ty: “It sounds like you already know we lost our drummer recently. Leah said you were interested?”

Darrell, with a smile: “Yeah! I don’t have a kit right now, I…”

Panel 2: Darrell’s smile falters: “...I couldn’t take it with me when we moved, but I’ve been shopping around.”

Panel 3: Ty waves a hand dismissively: “Don’t worry about that. Our old drummer, Cody, lived in an apartment, third floor. Bitch and a half getting the drums up and down the stairs all the time.”

Panel 4: They continue to talk as, beside them, Leah laughs at something Jeremy is showing her on his phone. Ty: “I’ve got a bud who lets us practice in his garage and use his kit, so you’d only have to worry when we did a show. If you’re free tomorrow afternoon d’you wanna meet us there and show us what you can do?”

Darrell: “Yeah, that sounds great.”

Panel 5: Darrell: “So how long have you guys been together?”

Panel 6: Ty leans over and slings his arm around Jeremy’s shoulders, pulling him in close as he says, proudly: “Oh, about four years.”

Jeremy, looking like a cat who’s suffering unwanted affection, his eyes staring into the distance as he patiently waits for it to end: “He means the band, babe.”

Ty corrects himself: “About two years.”