Panel 1: Iz is at a table in his apartment, working on his laptop.
Voice From Laptop, Presumably Belonging to Mr. Jones: Hello, Israel. We need to talk.
Panel 2:
Iz [cynically]: Do we?
Mr. Jones: I know you've had contact with Rose. It wasn't your doing, but it still happened.
Panel 3: Iz squeezes his eyes shut and crosses his fingers.
Iz [thinks]: Please fire me please fire me please--
Mr. Jones: This is therefore the perfect time for us to move on to the next stage of the plan.
Panel 4: The cynical expression returns.
Iz [thinks]: Of course there would be a plan.
Mr. Jones: It's a really good one. You're going to hate it.
Alt-Text: Iz has been cultivating a series of cynical, world-weary expressions.
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