Panel One: Narration: "Later" Cal and DJ are in the background with the covered body, while their team members are in the foreground, chattering with each other as they leave to gather equipment for the next part. They're saying, "How many trays so we need, again?" "Do you need help with the scales?" "Nah, I should be fine." "I'll prep the sample jars if you get the slides" "Sure!"

Panel Two: Cal and DJ. The body is between them. DJ is leaning forward, and his eyes are smiling. He asks, "Ready for the internal exam?" Cal looks away nervously and is figeting with his fingers. "Yeah, uhm, about that..." SFX: fidget fidget

Panel Three: Cal's head and shoulders. He's blushing cartoonishly over his mask and is embarrassed. He says, "The table's a little high for me." Floating to the side is DJ's chibi head. He looks shocked and goes, "OH!"

Panel Four: The two of them are on the ground, mostly covered by the sheet as they poke around under the autopsy table. Cal is crouching, while DJ is on all fours. They're bickering. "It's right there," says DJ. "Right where?" asks Cal. "Let me lower it for -" "No, I need to learn , so just show - "

Panel Five: A shot of their hands and a bunch of mechanical parts under the table. DJ interrupts Cal by grabbing his hand and pressing a large burron with a downwards facing arrow on it. "There!" says DJ. SFX: GRAB! >click< The table starts to lower. SFX: ~WRR~RRR~RRR...

Panel Six: Closeup of DJ's face. He's thinking, "His hands are cold even though the gloves. Weird."