Do you remember how Drew didn't really know when he would be heading back to Vietnam? I think right now might be a good time.Today's Full Strip
Do you remember how Drew didn't really know when he would be heading back to Vietnam? I think right now might be a good time.
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In fact I thought his speech bubble was going to say, "Wow, look at the time! I'm late for Vietnam!"
"If you don't take me to dinner, I will claw your face off with my terrifying monster hand!"
Good point, Liz. Who's been paying for all these dinners? Maybe Liza is jut hungry, and money is tight ever since she closed on that apartment.
Once again, amazing room spin! And that's an odd little light bulb above the elevator doors...the elevator that wasn't there a moment ago. Maybe those doors lead to the ice-skating hall.
I think LiZa has a special stalking fund for dinners, reserved for occasions such as these.
Um, Drew, this evasive approach will obviously not work. Especially since we know that everyone at this hospital makes his or her own hours. Liza will have dinner with you at 4 in the morning if that's what it takes. I say, it's time to treat her as the crazy stalker she is and end this relationship. Plus, I really want to see some crazy action. (It's been too long since Jill!) The insane erspectives, random legs and superfluous hands in every panel these days are simply not enough for me any more. I'm well and truly hooked!
Take her to the Bum Boat!!! Oh, please, take her to the Bum Boat!
The little red arrow pointing at Drew is actually a target lock that LiZa keeps on him at all times.
Y'all are funny!
What Drew needs now is one of Mountview's giant EXIT signs.
Six...nine...the food at the Golden Corridor is terrible, no matter what time it is.
Is the Bum Boat open that late?
Drew must be paying.
No way could LiZa afford to eat out every night
on the salary a nurse gets.
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Is this how one should read these strips?
What I hope Happens Next: by Duckduckgoose
Drew will agree to meet for dinner after 9. Liza waits and texts. At 9 pm, there will be an emergency with one of Drew's patients. Liza will wait and text, "where r u lover?"... before long, she will hunt him down in the hallway. Then it will happen. Liza will suggest... no, demand... that Drew leave his dying patient in the care of someone else.
What manner of *crazy* will Liza present when she doesn't get what she wants?
Surely, six o'clock is the last seating at any restaurant in Santa Royale.
@Barbara Hanson- True, unless all you want is lemon meringue pie, whereby "Restaurant" IS open 24/7.
@Antionette - welcome! glad you found us! This blog is a wonderful place to visit each day if you're looking for some chuckles and you have the quirky sense of humor that "gets" Mary worth.
now... who is the bald doctor that keeps showing up lately? We've only seen him in the background, but surely he has a name? He looks rather important.
Well, at least we know LiZa isn't a tramp- otherwise she'd get too hungry for dinner at 8, let alone 9!
Not necessarily, Maude. Remember that LiZa may not care about being late for her morning shift.
Get. Out. NOW!
Oh great, now Drew is using the alternating speech balloons and thought bubbles.
Drew and LiZa sem have to gone to Dennys for dinner. And whats with LiZa hogging the Tang on her side of the table?
Liza is hogging not only the Tang, but also the salt and pepper shakers.
In panel one it would appear that there's clear liquid in orange-colored glasses. In panel two, it's orange liquid is clear glasses. Where with the artistic genius of Giella take us next? Out of this restaurant, I hope.
At least the napkin dispenser is making a comeback.
I think LiZa is just jealous because Drew has TWO round brown things to eat, and she appears to have only one. So she has to hog all of their other things. I'm surprised she didn't make Drew sit on her side of the table as well.
Drew, run like the wind while you still can!
They didn't even have time to change out of their hospital garb!
I am gobsmacked by Drew's inability to say a simple word: "no." As in, "No, I don't want to have dinner tonight." Maybe LiZa DID cast a spell over him. Why do I get the feeling that her big weekend plans involve a veil, a ring, and a preacher?
I was wrong AGAIN! I would have put good money on all of this week's "action" and "dialogue" being carried out in the corridor/ice rink. Instead, we're having another meal in the hospital cafeteria with sarcastic thought bubbles?
Man up, Drew! What are you afraid of? The little lady's feelings? What did they do to you in Vietnam - give you a conscience? Tell Liza to go fly a kite. Or throw a Frisbee. Or get a dog. I guess if you're chicken, you could always sic Mary on her. She ain't afeard of nothin'!
And where IS Mary all this time? I'm afraid she seems to be slowing down some in recent months. Maybe her 100 or however many years are finally starting to take their toll.
She might have to pass the meddling torch to a new generation. I nominate Jill as the torch recipient.
LiZa's hand gestures tell the story of those plans she's making for the weekend; "here is the church, and here is the steeple..."
The only good thing to come out of their constant dinner dates is the appearance of the occasional snacking on napkins.
I hope Liza's weekend plans involve wedding gown shopping, and the return of Jill!
Aw, we're all so cynical--maybe LiZa's planning to do some really noble volunteer work down at the Santa Royale soup kitchen his weekend! Or... maybe not.
I want Drew to let LiZa down hard...as in change his status on Facebook to single and text the breakup to her..."I need 2B with sum1 more attractive + less stalkerish. CU"
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