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PANEL 1: JAY IS CRINGING FORWARD, A HAND TO HIS FOREHEAD, ALMOST AS IF HE'S FRUSTRATED. HIS EYES ARE CLOSED. NO DIALOGUE.

PANEL 2: JAY IS LOOKING DOWN AT THE CLIPBOARD AGAIN, RUNNING A HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR. HE LOOKS TIRED. NO DIALOGUE.

PANEL 3: JAY IS SETTING THE CLIPBOARD FACE DOWN ON THE COUNTER. IRIS IS IN THE BACKGROUND, STILL LOOKING AT HER PHONE.
Jay: ... Okay.

PANEL 4: CLOSE UP ON SIRIUS. HE'S POUTING A BIT, IRRITATED AND CONFUSED.
Jay: Sirius, c'mon, we're going.
Sirius: Wait, what? No, I wanna know what's--

PANEL 5: JAY CUTS HIM OFF, ONE EYEBROW RAISED, AND HIS HEAD TILTED SLIGHTLY. HIS ARMS ARE CROSSED. RIGEL IS SITTING BEHIND HIM, STARING DOWN AT THE FLOOR, HIS ARMS CROSSED AS WELL.
Jay: Are you sure you don't wanna hear this in private?

PANEL 6
SIRIUS QUIETLY STARES AT RIGEL FOR A MOMENT.

PANEL 7
SIRIUS HOPS DOWN FROM THE EXAMINATION TABLE.
Sirius: 'Kay, let's go.

PANEL 8
SIRIUS SPEEDS PAST JAY, HEADING FOR THE DOOR, WANTING TO LEAVE AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE.

PANEL 9
SIRIUS GRABS THE DOORKNOB BEFORE JAY CAN, ABOUT TO TURN IT.

PANEL 10
JAY PUTS HIS HANDS ON SIRIUS' SHOULDERS, STOPPING HIM AS IRIS SPEAKS UP. JAY HAS A PAINED EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE AS HE STARES IN IRIS' DIRECTION. SIRIUS JUST LOOKS ANNOYED.
Iris: Eric, wait a sec.