'SYCAMORE'

Panel one: From inside someone's video chat interface, Amy is speaking. 'Hey, did you get the chance to read that copy I sent over?' In the background, Gingham, who is not quite decent, is being shooed out of view by Nina. A dialogue box on the screen reads, 'Brent HR: pklball l8r?' Panel two: A businessman type sits leisurely-like at his desk in front of a large sign reading 'FOODCO FOODS.' 'Yes, about that...' he says, 'We've actually shifted to handling packaging copy internally via our marketing division's prompt engineers.' Panel three: Amy, shocked, begins, 'Wha--' but is interrupted, 'We have to keep up with the times. I'm sure you understand. You Should have seen our boss when he found out how much money we'll save this way! Felicity itself. He did this thing, a dance. It was like a little jig...' Meanwhile Gingham, still in only his boxers, hurls himself out of frame. Panel four: Amy, now visibly incensed, 'And so you'd sacrifice the artistic integrity, the singular voice, the essential human character of your blurbs? Surely you've neglected to account for the value of that?!' The businessman type responds, 'I think that if you'd seen the jig then you would understand.'

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