The Bomb Squad Arrives
Fifty minutes into the party, energy is fading. Then the door opens.
StarringThe Bomb SquadLeratoOom Kallie
Panel 1. The party. Fifty minutes in. Energy: fading.
- Lerato: Should we call it a night?
Panel 2. The door opens.
- The Bomb Squad: Sorry we are late. We were told to come on at fifty.
Panel 3. Ten minutes later.
- Lerato: They have moved the couch, fired up the braai and washed every dish.
- Oom Kallie: That is the Bomb Squad. Fresh legs.
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Panel 1
A quiet lounge party under a wall clock. Lerato, a guest and Oom Kallie stand around with drinks, looking tired.
Caption: The party. Fifty minutes in. Energy: fading.
Lerato: Should we call it a night?
Panel 2
A door swings open to golden light and a group of broad-shouldered friends stride into the room, grinning.
Caption: The door opens.
The Bomb Squad: Sorry we are late. We were told to come on at fifty.
Panel 3
Several of the friends lift a sofa overhead with ease while Lerato stands by, delighted, hands on hips.
Caption: Ten minutes later.
Lerato: They have moved the couch, fired up the braai and washed every dish.
Oom Kallie: That is the Bomb Squad. Fresh legs.
