Our floorboards creak right as you step from the living room into the “middle-room.” I imagine if I was home alone and the lights were out I would not like that creak.
Till I started using and air filter in my bedroom at night (which had the handy after-effect of being a white noise generator), I could hear voices murmuring in the living room below me at night after everyone had gone to bed. Granted, my house *is* 74 years old and my grandmother *did* die here, so no matter how rational I try to be about it, it was sometimes hard to ignore >.>
So Dee is, who, Doc Samson? Rather an obscure choice…
Blake has a great expression in the second panel.
Nothing says “eat me” like candy with eyes
Candy with eyes, sure, but croissants? That’d put me off my eatin’ game.
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