Panel 1:
Pauline gazes up to the screen and talks into her toy-looking radio.
Pauline: Interesting. Tony, can you tell me what's going on in there?
Panel 2:
Tony looks over his sunglasses towards the other building.
Tony: Um, okay. There's like a dozen girls in there. The oldest looks maybe twelve, thirteen. They're not really doing anything. They're just sitting there, looks like they're trying to avoid looking a--
Panel 3:
Tony freaks out, holding his arms in front of him as if to guard from what he's looking at. Mistaire has to move out of his way.
Tony: AAGUHGHH, gross!
Matt: What?
Panel 4:
Tony pulls up his sunglasses and sticks out his tongue.
Tony: You don't wanna know!
Matt: Well I do now that you brought it up!
Panel 5:
Matt holds up his binoculars.
Matt: Hmmm?
Panel 6:
Matt lowers the binoculars, looking shocked. His hair stands on end.
Panel 7:
Matt drops the binoculars and twitches.
Matt: You'd think that all the time I spend on the internet would've prepared me for that.
Pauline (through radio): That's what you get for peeping at a whorehouse. Tony warned you!






We NEVER see Matt on the internet! Whaaaat? Well, all in all this is a...a page. Not good or bad, just a page. In retrospect, you could kinda misinterpret this as Matt being some kind of pedophile, if you read it wrong...damn. He's not, okay? Don't read it wrong. You'll give me the creeps.