“Berserk, Vol. 33”

“Ah, finally, another gross mass of flesh monster! I’ve been waiting!
I’m like a lady on a date, sitting in the passenger seat of a car, on a date, but my boyfriend stopped off at the Warhammer store or whatever, and I am WAITING. And this is pre-cell-phone, so I have nothing to do. I look through the glovebox, nothing interesting, a receipt for like 12 Monsters, which is a little weird, and I want to ask him about it, but I don’t want to tell him I went through his glovebox, I feel that would minorly damage his trust, and if I’m going to do that, it’ll be over something like his browser history or something, a situation where my being upset is reasonable, not just for a curiosity.”