Panel 1: Taylor and Tacitus sit on the couch next to Becca, who has her elbows on the cushion and her chin in her hands as she watches the movie joyfully. Tacitus has removed his coat and is wearing a purple long sleeved button down shirt with a plaid collar and sleeve cuffs. Tacitus: “Sorry I couldn’t be here for Darrell’s birthday.”

Taylor: “Ah no, it’s fine.

Panel 2: Taylor: “Ended up just being the two of us anyway, Jules went off hunting with that woman we met, Rosalyn.”

Tacitus: “Oh.”

Panel 3: Tacitus: “You haven’t caught Rosalyn’s last name by any chance, have you? I was trying to update her status in our records but there are a few Rosalyns.”

Taylor: “No, sorry. I can ask next time I see her.”

Tacitus: “That would be great, thanks.

Panel 4: Tacitus: “Speaking of hunting, how’s that been going for you?”

Taylor looks embarrassed: “Oh, better. Mostly. I’ve been... learning a lot.”

Panel 5: A shot of Taylor out at night in the rain, wearing a blood covered poncho. He’s swaying and leaning heavily against a brick wall, his eyes huge and bloodshot as he mumbles to himself: “Oookay, note… brain note? If drugs on, no… noooo… no stabby stab. Woookay. Why rain purple?”