Panel One: Narration: "Thursday" Long, wide panel of the headmaster's office from teh side. A woman walks in from the left, waving some papers in her left hand. She is widey-built, with honey brown hair and pale skin. She's wearing a dark green, knee-length pleated skirt and a floral-print, short-sleeved blouse with a pussybow neckline. Her hair is done up in a french twist, and she has a gold, crown-like hairpin holding it in place. She's wearing magentaish lipstick and her long nails match her lips. "Nicholas," she says, "You need to sign these." The Headmaster is seated as his desk, wearing his full uniform, including his mask. "Ashley," he says, "I said no new paperwork." Ashley replies, "The board needs this in the morning. It's for the dance."

Panel Two: Medium shot from in front of the headmaster's desk. Ashley is sitting on the edge of his desk and examines her nails as the Headmaster looks over the papers. "Is it that time already?" he gripes. His one visible eye is glaring. Ashley, smiling to herself, says, "Sucks to be you! Anyway, I put in your dinner order."

Panel Three: Medium shot of the two from slightly behind the headmaster. He's signing the papers and says, "Hmph. Darwin should be here in half an hour. Get the coffee ready." Ashley is glaring at him over her shoulder, with an obvious sneer on her face.

Panel Four: Wide panel with the two of them from the shoulders up. Ashley has her finger hooked around the end of the headmaster's beak and pulled his face up to look at her. SFX: yank! She's smiling smugly and giving him an imperious look as she asks, "What's the magic wo~ord?" Her word balloon has sparkles around it , indicating a sing-songy voice. The headmaster is glaring daggers at her and the background behind him is full of dark lines and gloom. "Please," he says. His word balloon is scratchy and ragged, with skulls in the background.

Panel Five: Chibi panel of the both of them. The headmaster is adjusting his mask and Ashley has gotten off of his desk. He looks like an angry little bird. "I don't know why I tolerate you," he says, glaring at her. Ashley has her hands on the side of his desk and says, with a big smile, "Because no one else can be paid enough to be your assistant."