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PAGE TEN

PANEL ONE: DYLAN gapes, uncomprehending. PETEY explains.

DYLAN:
S-self hypnosis?

PETEY:
Yup. I’m now programmed to mess myself!

PANEL TWO: PETEY gestures to everyone around the table. He seems quite smug and satisfied.

PETEY:
See, we’re all nerds here. Wimps. Losers. Whatever word you want to use. Some of us still wet the bed. Or our pants. Or mess ourselves.

PANEL THREE: PETEY leans over and puts a hand on DYLAN’s knee. GLENN has his hand on his other knee, reassuringly. They want him to believe.

PETEY:
We all have something in common. So…why don’t you tell us why Glenn brought you here today?

PANEL FOUR: DYLAN blushes, and starts to confess, embarrassed.

DYLAN:
I…I’m a bedwetter. And sometimes I wet my pants, too. I wear diapers like a baby.

PANEL FIVE: PETEY reassures DYLAN, who is pointing at GLENN, confused.

PETEY:
See? You’re one of us.

DYLAN:
B-but…Glenn doesn’t wet himself!

PANEL SIX: GLENN stands and smiles down at DYLAN, like he’s been keeping a secret from him.

GLENN:
Ah…when I told you I only wet the bed ‘til I was fourteen…I lied.