Chapter 1 - Page 15
In which a part-time bartender educates Our Heroine in the Ways of the Real World.
NOTES
Jenn’s “Mexican or Martian” crack was rewritten over and over again in the hopes that eventually it would actually be funny. As it stands now, it at least sounds like something a person might say in an attempt to be funny, which is better than it was.
I love the panel where Dante’s talking about the spines on Rebecca’s head. Mind you, the spines don’t really work like that, but it’s still a great shot.
Oh, and yeah, that’s something to mention — Dante’s ex’s name is Rebecca Taylor — at least, that’s the name on her I.D. and her phony birth certificate, and her modeling contract. See the photo behind the young blonde’s head in panel four? Rebecca. See the picture over the couch Danielle’s lounging on? Rebecca again. In case you couldn’t tell, Leonard has a thing for her.
Did you notice that Jenn is still drinking whatever foul concoction Dante poured her despite it tasting, in her words, like drain cleaner? Man, when she said she’d drink anything if it had alcohol in it, she meant it!






