The Steakholder
[ROB with a clipboard. Dehydrators humming.]
ROB: I don’t know what we did, but this beer jerky is unreal.
TREY: Y’know, we should be careful…
PANEL 2
[TREY looking suspicious.]
TREY: Jay’s gonna want a CUT of the goods since he was there when we came up with the idea.
ROB: Hmm. You think he’ll come for us?
PANEL 3
[TREY, eyes wide, looking deranged, holding a sharp piece of jerky like a knife.]
TREY: If he comes for his share maybe he will get his CUT. I’ll sharpen a piece of jerky and then—STAB STAB!
[JAY suddenly appears at the edge of the panel.]
PANEL 4
[TREY casually handing Jay some jerky like nothing happened.]
JAY: Did someone say my name?
TREY: Uhh… no. Here. Have some jerky.

