Meanwhile, on the city streets...
"I can't wait, Tommie. It's been eons since I cooked for Scott." says Nina, leaning backwards for some reason.
"Let me help, Nina." says Tommie, despite the fact that she is already carrying the shopping. Also, her face is really fat in this panel.
"It's not a sign of weakness." she says, her face returning to normal, as Nina smirks wordlessly at her.
At Scott's place, the toasting continues...
"Here's to Nina, the most wonderful woman in the world!" says Scott, raising his tiny, inexplicably rectangular wine glass.
"I'll drink to that, Scott." says Margo, holding her equally tiny wine glass in her tiny hand.
"And here's to Nina's mother. She died so young and tragically, Margo." says Scott, looking like he's trying not to fart.
Margo grins vacantly at this mention of tragedy. Or perhaps just at Scott's expression.
"Nina has never spoken of it." says Scott as the wall behind him turns blue. "Her father told me the whole story."
Margo seems skeptical. The wall goes green.
Meanwhile, in Nina's kitchen...
"I hear voices, Nina." says Tommie, glaring angrily offscreen.
"Let's take a peek, Tommie." says Nina, who appears to have taken the time to apply some eyeliner since entering the house.
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