Check your blind-spots, check your wing mirror, and check the pocket dimension in front of you before you turn.

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Panel 1:
Alice gets protective of her phone. Nancy eases up a bit. In the distance a cyclist is waiting for the bus to pass.

ALICE: Oi! ‘S mine! Getcher own!

NANCY: C’mon, you talk about that thing like it’s the One Ring or summat. That can’t be healthy-

Panel 2:
Same view. A replica of the bus, with things slightly off and Alice transparent, interposes over the scene. Nancy winces in agony, but Alice doesn’t seem to notice. The cyclist seems to be parked and rushing ahead simultaneously.

NANCY: -ngh!

NANCY: Christ, that bat…

Panel 3:
Through the fuzz, Nancy spies the cyclist riding right in front of the speeding bus.

NANCY: …oh my go-

NANCY: Stop the bus!

Panel 4:
The bus, back in regular space, skids to a halt. The cyclist hasn’t budged from its parking spot.

Panel 5:
The passengers look at Nancy, incensed. Nancy is mortified, while Alice is concerned about the attention they’re drawing.

ALICE: Uhhh…

ALICE: …y’alright?

Panel 6:
Same view. Nancy sits back down stiffly, still embarrassed as the bus shuffles on again.

NANCY: Ignore me!

NANCY: Carry on!

SI (box): ‘Man, she were always whinging ‘bout her parents being scared’a phones. The new one she showed me at the canal took a lotta persuadin’.’

NANCY (box): ‘Really? She acted like it was attached to her body.’