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In case you don't recognize them, the other patrons of the Funky Harvest/Filthy Hippie in the foreground of panel two are one of the angels from Darwin Carmichael is Going to Hell and the roomie from Go Get a Roomie. Interestingly enough, I don't believe either of them have names, or, at least, their names haven't been revealed yet.
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(Saturday. EXT: Outside the Funky Harvest)
EB: Wait, wait, wait. Close your eyes.
JH: What?
EB: Just do it.
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(INT: Inside, Bruce King is behind the counter)
EB: Yo, Bruce! Gimme a mean green steamroller with the works.
BK: You got it.
JH: Do I want to know what you just ordered?
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EB (handing JH his drink): Here, you tell me.
JH: Mm. Spinach, watercress, carrot... apples, of course. Granny Smith was an odd choice, but it works.
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JH: There's a squirt of citrus in there, too... lime, I think. Wheatgrass, celery, parsley, chicory...
BK: Dude, no way. He memorized the ingredients list or something.
EB: You honestly think that's less impressive?
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