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[[Dr Quickly is leading Jimothy down a confusingly constructed hallway.]]
Jimothy: How much farther do we have to go? Your... paint job is giving me a headache.
Dr Quickly: Patience, my boy! Not much farther now!
Jimothy: These walls are... weird.
Dr Quickly: Oh, yes, well the best defense is a good, er, offense.
Jimothy: And you're really bringing me to Tsam?
Dr Quickly: It must be hard to trust ANYONE at this point.
Jimothy: Saying stuff like that doesn't exactly help...
[[Tsamantha is in a comic panel above another comic panel where Jimothy is visible.]]
Tsamantha: Jim! Up here! You made it!
Jimothy: Tsam! Uh... where are you?