Yeah, it’s Day 68 or so of the three-day Caribbean cruise. The stowaway child is still missing, the Dunsmores are still drunk, but supposedly dinner has been served. I’ll believe that when I see it.
In the meantime, Rex gets to humor Sarah.
Oh, and speaking of humoring someone, I’d like to think that other cartoonists are getting tired of Brooke McEldowney’s “hand-jive,” too.
Sadly, the original coloration of Rex’s hand (he was outside in the moonlight) looks somewhat zombie-like…
But wait! We’re not finished with deck-side intrigue. While the delectable dinner that Second Office Guido Tomas slaved over grows cold (or is ravaged by the Dunsmores), Rex and Sarah have a little father-daughter heart-to-heart…
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