Panel 1: From across the room, the band’s singer looks out from a doorway and calls out: “Hey Leah, we’re heading out!”

The woman with the braids, or Leah, calls back: “Coming!”

Panel 2: Leah jumps back down to the lower level from her perch: “Gotta go.”

Darrell: “Can I give you my number or something?”

Panel 3: Leah looks back at him with an affronted smile: “Excuse me??”

Panel 4: Darrell, rolling his eyes: “For your brother.”

Panel 5: Leah starts to walk away, still smiling: “Nah, I’m sure we’ll meet again.”

Darrell calls after her: “You can’t know that!”

Panel 6: Leah turns back around and wiggles her hands in a mysterious, magical sort of way: “I know aaaalllll”

Panel 7: Darrell watches her go with a look of bewildered amusement.

Panel 8: Darrell: “Weirdo.”