Nancy, you can’t just drop in on someone in the middle of Minority Reporting, you gotta knock first.

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Panel 1 (wide):
London rooftops. Nancy is leaping her way back to base.

NANCY (caption): Stupid…

NANCY (caption): ...stupid…

NANCY (caption): ...stupid!

NANCY (caption): What was I thinking?!

NANCY (caption): What was my plan, even?!

Panel 2 (wide):
Street level. Nancy is slipping through the basement window to the hideout.

NANCY (caption): I imagined that going so much better in my head.

NANCY (caption): Not the first time that’s happened. Not even the first time that’s happened with Alice specifically. But you’d think in the years since then…

NANCY (caption): Oop, better take five, brain. Wouldn’t want Si’s mind-computer to find out how awful we are, would we?

Panel 3 (wide):
Nancy lands to find Si violining away on a new mystery. Various images of poppy paraphernalia are flashing in front of Si.

NANCY (caption): Huh.

NANCY (caption): Needn’t have worried, she seems plenty occupied with...whatever’s going on here.

NANCY: I take it the 5G mast turned out to be more malevolent than first assumed?

SI: His name was Sven and it ain’t nice ta speak ill of the dead. My pitā taught me that. Din’t yours?