Give it a rest, Abbey. Seriously. And by now do you know to NOT call Mark Trail unless you want hellfire raining down on you?
Color palette continues to be very curious… lava has turned from ash gray to black now, which is a bit disorienting. But at least in the third panel, Mark and Abbey are in synch as far as pumping their arms and moving their legs… How surprised they will be to find that the Chopper, Cal, and Abbey’s boat are all gone!! Ha!! Too bad Mark had a witness at the Island Hoppers Charter service, otherwise, Cal could just forget about the whole thing… but of course he’ll need to bring the insurance company out to the atoll to make his own claim… why do all these stories involve destruction of property and insurance claims??
The most pressing question on my mind today is identifying exactly which dance Mark & Abbey are performing here? The Frug? The Macarena? The Hitchhike? The Monster Mash?
I swear in the last couple of frames Abbeys face is taking on characteristics of Cherry’s.
Maybe it’s a subliminal reference to her noticeable absence. Let’s see….how long has it been since poolside drinks….four hours, tops??
Stay turned for…Godzilla vs the Fire Ants!