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Panel 1: Denver points to himself, the expression on his face an attempt at a smile and a lot of confusion. In an aside, he says, "Guitar boy?"

Panel 2: Elena is now completely relaxed, her suspicions evaporated. She leans her face in one hand, her elbows propped on the counter. "Daniel told me all about you! Dallas, right? …Dayton?"

Panel 3: Denver's smile is sheepish as he rubs at the back of his head. He answers, "More or less. It’s Denver." Elena perks up, holding up a single index finger like an 'aha' moment. "That’s right!" she says, "Denver!"

Panel 4: Denver's smile is wiped away, because he's come to process the rest of what Elena said to him. Now, with wide eyes and a slightly concerned expression, he asks, "But wait, what did Daniel say about me?"

Panel 5: Elena closes her eyes and shrugs, palms up towards the ceiling. "Who can say? You’ll have to ask him yourself."

Panel 6: Denver's mouth is smiling, but his eyes are downcast as he replies, "Ah, well. That’s the problem. I don’t think Daniel wants to talk to me."