In The Beast's Belly, Part 15
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In the Beast’s Belly, Part 15
The two of them are now laying down (maybe on the bed, maybe on the couch). This should, unconsciously or consciously, echo the Tom-and-Karla sweetie moments.
IZZY (smiling, as if this was the funniest thing she’d ever heard, but there is no malice, just joy that it worked out for them so perfectly): So the possum came back and drove Ann off?
TANNER: And Seth, purveyor of fine arts, has a Batcave in his basement?
IZZY: But possums don’t have that kind of memory. How did it know where you lived?
TANNER: I dunno. Maybe it smelled my jacket.
IZZY: You know what? I don't care.
IZZY: What matters is that we both stopped being stupid at the right time. It took a while, but now we can both start growing together as a couple.
IZZY: And nothing's going to keep us apart.
(Final panel: Tanner looks worried. Izzy looks terrified. The possum has poked its head in through the frame over Izzy’s shoulder, and is growling angrily.)