I know, there’s no shade; it’s a pretty big window through which Cayla spies the “man” of her dreams swilling cheap bubbly with his erstwhile stalker. Cayla, sweetie, you gotta get up pret-ty early in the morning to get the jump on Susan. Why not join the party? Go ahead and crack that bottle…right over Susan’s head. Then use the jagged neck of the bottle to carve up Les.
Tag: Susan
This Will End in Tears
Susan arrives in her station wagon with a bottle of Cold Duck to toast Les’ “success”. Les goes from “What’s this all about?” to “POP!” before Susan can even explain what she’s doing there. But, uh-oh…his soon-to-be used-to-be is peepin’ sadly through the door. Nice peripheral vision, Les!
Les! I Mean Yes!
Susan is a teacher, right? So shouldn’t she be in front of a classroom, rather than lurking outside the principal’s office, waiting for the latest dispatch from His Lessness? And her “wanking” hand gesture is even more workplace-inappropriate than Nate’s snapping of Cayla’s bra strap. What goes on in this “high school”?
It’s personal
Memo to Nate: I guess it’s acceptable for Westview faculty to date one another; however, it’s not cool to snap Cayla’s bra strap, like you appear to be doing in today’s panel 1.
“How the hell should I know where Les is, Nate? Aren’t you his damn boss?”, would be the appropriate reply from Cayla. Instead, she spreads Les’ business about the office (so much for the concept of “personal” day). Susan snaps to at the mention of the Grounded One’s name.
Panel 3, I believe, is a first for this comic: Susan “breaks the fourth wall” and fixes the reader with an ear-to-ear smirk. But instead of giving a “thumbs up”, she extends an index finger. Les is Number One? Or has Susan harvested a particularly ripe booger, and preparing to do the ol’ picky flicky?
Update: Merry Pookster has helpfully pointed out that “Susan just appears to be ‘crossing’ her fingers for luck.” OK, that clears that up! Thanks, Pookster. I stand by my “breaking the fourth wall” statement.
Stuff It
See: this is why I always advise my single friends, “Don’t fish in the company pool.” Especially when there are two fish attracted to your “worm”.
“So,” asks Cayla, “what was that all about?” Inside Les’ head appears a menu of possible responses, like in The Terminator…and instead of simply telling Cayla what it was about, Les tries to shut her up with a glib response. Let’s see what possible responses pop up in Cayla’s head…I’m betting against her saying what any self-respecting woman would tell a jerk like Les.
Son of Stuck Funky 
