Panel 1: Rose
and Rahim sit in a cafe, cups of tea in front of them because they are
quite civilised, though apparently not civilised enough for saucers.
Rose: You called that guy Casey?
Rahim: It's what he used to call himself.
Panel 2:
Rahim:
Then he vanished...for four years. I only started seeing him around
again this fall. Marie says it's too soon, but...here he is.
Panel 3:
Rahim: I'm apparently completely incapable of leaving it alone. What about you? When did you meet him?
Panel 4:
Rose: 1955.
Rahim: I'm going to pretend you didn't say that.
Alt-Text:
Rahim's all, like, "No. No more weirdness. I am NOT letting myself in
for more weirdness by following Casey around. I can give it up any time
I like."
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