Panel 1: Iz,
dressed in black pants and shirt and a tan and red jacket and holding
some sort of gun-like weapon, approaches Rose, who is sitting on her
couch, listening to something on her phone.
Iz: Ta-da!
Rose: ...What?
Panel 2:
Iz: My costume! I've spent weeks putting it together.
Rose: Oh, right! Uh...
Panel 3:
Iz: I'm Finn! Finn from Star Wars!
Rose: Yes! Sorry...I just can't see all that much of you at once.
Panel 4: Iz, disconsolate, slumps on the couch beside her.
Iz: That was so much less impressive than I wanted it to be.
Rose: If it makes you feel any better, you sound like Finn.
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