Panel 1: Iz is stretched out on his bed, reading a Braille book. Rose pops into his room.
Rose: I'm going to go torture Jack for a bit. Want to come?
Iz: You know the answer to that.
Panel 2:
Rose: I'm just going to keep asking and asking and asking and asking and asking and asking...
Panel 3: Rose leans right down into Iz's face.
Rose: ...and asking and asking and asking and asking and asking and asking and asking and asking...
Panel 4: Rose narrows her eyes, and Iz narrows his.
Rose: ...until you say yes.
Iz: Honey-lemon tea is good for sore vocal cords.
Alt-Text: "Why don't you have some now?"
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