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(Jon sez:)
When I sent Mark the script for this part of MoS about a month ago,
he sent me back an email: "Ping-pong, chess, and a romantic dinner. Huh.
Actually, that sounds pretty nice to me too. So when do the Time Police pick
the two of us up and bring us back to 1953, where we obviously belong?"
If anyone needs me, I'll be hiding from the cops in my time machine.
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(Mark sez:)
The healthy diet of Isaac Asimov books that both Jon and I were raised on probably goes a long way towards explaining our social instincts, or lack thereof.
Speaking of awkward segues, I am pleased to report that coming up very shortly in the story is a scene I've been promising, and looking forward to drawing, since the beginning of this comic almost a year ago. What is it? Well, I'm not going to spoil the surprise now... if you haven't been reading since the beginning, you're just going to have to wait and see!
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