That there is a gentleman who has taken too few vitamins.

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Panel 1:
Nancy yanks the projector Terry’s way. Terry easily deflects.

NANCY: Hey, my step-dad’s the Freemason, not m-hah!

TERRY: Oho!

Panel 2:
Nancy retreats as her projector gambit is effortlessly tossed aside.

TERRY: You’ll have to be sprightlier than that to get one over ol’ Terry Morrison!

TERRY: You clearly cannot be trusted with this power! You must be neutralised for the good of causality!

Panel 3:
The panel fuzzes, just like on the bus, with a time-displaced Terry bringing his bat down on time-displaced Nancy. Regular Nancy winces in pain.

NANCY: I don’t what you’r-ghk!

NANCY: …what the?

Panel 4:
Nancy, as confused as Terry, neatly sidesteps the sweeping bat, leaving Terry batting thin air.

TERRY: Wha-?!

TERRY: …how did-?!

Panel 5:
Nancy holds out a foot and trips Terry over, still very puzzled with the extreme ease of these actions.

Panel 6:
Terry splats on the floor. Nancy is half-paralyzed by her own actions. Alice clambers over the benches for a closer look.

ALICE: Um…mister, you okay?