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| Frame | 1 |
| Description | GingerKahn opens the door to the pub it is empty |
| gingerkahn | Its like our morgue in here, haven't you found some more customers since we last left? |
| Frame | 2 |
| Description | The Crew GingerKahn, TwoEyedJack, Clamidia, Doc and GentleSven stand at the bar they are not getting served |
| gingerkahn | I know some consider eight o'clock early |
| gentlesven | How do the military say it |
| clamidia | They still say eight o'clock |
| Frame | 3 |
| Description | The bar man is staring at the TV oblivious of his customers |
| twoeyedjack | I thought they added on 12 hours or something? |
| doc | That's for eight PM, this is eight AM |
| Frame | 4 |
| Description | TwoEyedJack leaps over the bar followed by GentleSven |
| gentlesven | I'll be Ma, what you having? |
| Frame | 5 |
| Description | TwoEyedJack lies underneath the beer tap with it pouring straight into his mouth |
| twoeyedjack | I'll be Pa, get your own |
| Frame | 6 |
| Description | After their morning drink the crew leave a table stacked full of glasses |
| gingerkahn | See Ya |
| gentlesven | That was a cheap meeting |
| clamidia | Well we had to change our own barrels |
| Frame | 7 |
| Description | At the Council building GingerKahn can not open the door, TwoEyedJack reads a note |
| gingerkahn | Locked |
| twoeyedjack | Says here there's been a coup, the military now rool (sic) and we've all been conscripted |
