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PANEL 1
IRIS IS WALKING TOWARD SIRIUS WITH THE PHLEBOTOMY TABLE. SIRIUS IS WATCHING HER COME FORWARD, A NERVOUS LOOK ON HIS FACE. RIGEL IS LOOKING AWAY, HIS ARMS CROSSED. JAY IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM FROM THEM. HE IS WATCHING IRIS WITH THE SAME LOOK OF DREAD AS HE WAS ON THE PREVIOUS PAGE, AND STILL HASN'T PUT HIS GLASSES BACK ON.
Iris: I was trying to tell you that on the phone, but you were just so adamant about inconveniencing everyone.

PANEL 2
IRIS IS OPENING A DRAWER ON THE PHLEBOTOMY TABLE. THERE IS A BLACK BOX, A BOX OF BLUE MEDICAL GLOVES, AND A BOX FULL OF NEEDLES VISIBLE INSIDE.
Iris: So I guess you're lucky my geneticist friend Cheryl owes me a favor.

PANEL 3
IRIS IS PUTTING ON A PAIR OF BLUE GLOVES IN THE BACKGROUND. JAY IS ABOUT TO PUT HIS GLASSES BACK ON. HE HAS A NERVOUS, ALMOST TIRED LOOK ON HIS FACE. SIRIUS IS BEHIND HER. RIGEL IS OFF-PANEL.
Jay: Is... i-is she coming here from the East Facility?
Iris: From home, actually. Her shift ended two hours ago.

PANEL 4
IRIS IS HOLDING A SMALL ELECTRIC RAZOR, AND TURNING IT ON. SHE IS LOOKING AT SIRIUS. JAY IS IN THE BACKGROUND, BEHIND HER. HE SUDDENLY LOOKS MORTIFIED. HE STILL HASN'T PUT HIS GLASSES BACK ON. SIRIUS AND RIGEL ARE OFF-PANEL.
Iris: *begins preparing him for the blood drawing* You owe both of us a favor now, I hope you know.

PANEL 4
JAY IS TENSE, FULLY REALIZING HIS SITUATION. HE'S HIT HIMSELF IN THE FOREHEAD WITH HIS FIST IN EXASPERATION. IRIS AND THE KIDS ARE OFF-PANEL.
Iris: For future reference, there is a lab here, but we stopped using it for blood related tests two years ago. I'm supposed to send all blood samples Eastward.

PANEL 5
SAME SHOT. JAY IS COVERING HIS FACE, PARTIALLY DREADING THE ARRIVAL OF CHERYL, AND PARTIALLY DUE TO EMBARRASSMENT FROM IRIS' SARCASTIC CHASTISING.
Iris: I understand how you could get confused, though. It's not your job to know that.