Happy Pride month! We're back! Thanks for your patience during our unplanned and unannounced hiatus, but we are finally back to continue this drunken jaunt to take the Smashers home. This page marks the first time in... 31 pages... that we've finally left the Second Opinion. I promise this comic isn't just about bartending!
See you next time!
- Ike
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Natalka waves over Jechin's shoulder.
JECHIN: Aye, I'm sure Natalka and I can manage without you for a few.
SILVIA: Thanks!
Eesa tries to help Lorielle to her feet as she sings to herself while laying on the table
LORIELL: Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess, singing drunken lullabies.
The Smashers walk through the darkened streets of the Undercity, illuminated by purple light from the alchemical lamps. Silvia walks behind slightly, playing chaperone.
Silvia sidles up next to Eesa.
SILVIA: Sorry about earlier. Was there something you wanted to ask me?
