Strip 314 -- First Seen: 2009-11-26
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Not-Safe.Space Kickstarter 2

The epic Not-Safe.Space story continues with Part 2, and Scott requires funds to publish a print volume of _Not-Safe.Space_ Chapter 2.

This large-format, 48-page trade paperback is a must for fans of Eithne Lamdagan, aka The CUSH Queen, and her friends

The campaign begins Sunday, April 6 and concludes Tuesday, May 8.

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The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Emily and Babbette still at the cashier station. Emily is asking a question but is a bit shy about it.

Emily: Um, by the way, I've need to ask you, uh ...

Emily: Something's come up. Can I take off early this evening?

Panel 2
Babbette looks a bit flustered. She wants to be accommodating but has a problem. Just as she speaks, Babbette the Younger walks up from the right.

B. Elder: Er, well, the dinner rush starts in six centimes and I kind of need you here ...

B. Younger: Got it covered, mi abuelita.

Panel 3
Pull back several meters. We still see Emily and the two Babbettes at the Cashier stand in the background. In the foreground, we see an older teenaged boy, a bit gangly and with curly black hair, standing in a waiting posture facing the trio.
B Elder: But what's the ….

B Elder: Ah, I see. Hello, Lawrence.

Panel 4
Same camera angle. Now Emily (sans waitress apron) is walking off with the boy, close but not touching, but looking at each other with puppy-love eyes. Both the Babbettes look pleased.
B Elder: You're a good friend, Babbette.
B Younger: Yeah, I know.