Panel 1: In Iz's apartment, which she is now staying in, Rose is sitting in a big cushy easy chair. She answers her phone.
Rose: Hello...? Fathima? What's wrong? Is Iz--oh. Okay. Sure, I'll buzz you up.
Panel 2: Rose heads for the door, a question mark hovering over her head.
Panel 3: Fathima, Iz's mom, enters the apartment and immediately seizes Rose by the arms.
Fathima: Rose...bank statements...not possible...don't understand--
Rose: Whoa. Slow down.
Panel 4:
Fathima: I have to say it all at once!
Rose: I don't think you can.
Alt-Text:
There are times in which the sentence structure just gets in the way.
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