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Mate:

ARE YOU SERIOUS?!

Muse:

Woah, a fellow tea drinker? Gotta trilly soon, but you down for a hot cup first?

Mate:

God, yes! I would LOVE some tea! Seriously, I can't get enough of that tea! Man, great stuff! Ahahahahaahahaaaahaha oh, wow!

Jasz:

It's just tea...

Mate:

SHHHHHH-- this is THE Muse we're talking about!

Jasz:

Alright..?

Muse:

Anyone else?

Silver:

Sure, sir.

Mammy:

I'd love some.

Muse:

You coming, little man?

Jasz:

Nah, I'll pass.

Mate:

SHHH-- no, no, no! Are you out of your mind? Don't turn him down!

Muse:

Yeah, man. Fresh mint and everything. You sure?

Jasz:

Yeah, I mean, all grudges aside, I don't really think this is the time to relax. As much as I'd like to mess around sipping drinks and passing out black eyes, I just got here, and that old buzzard was supposed to fill me in on what the hell is going on.

Silver:

Ahem.

Muse:

Hm.
Well, welcome to Phantasmagoria. But, ya aughtta consider tagging along, jack, ‘cause we could pow-wow over a piping hot cup with a side order of straight up facts. You down?

Jasz:

Two birds, one stone? Ok.

Silver:

AHEM.

Muse:

It's settled, then! Mammy, if you'd be so kind, let's please stitch these stiffs up and roll on out.

Mate:

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god