Denouement, part one

Ooh, the drama. It's like EastEnders without cockneys and without anyone being hit over the head with a spanner and buried in concrete. And well-written. And better acted. With better production values.
That's a vague parody of the Great Gazoo on Vince's shoulder -- let's hope he doesn't signal the beginning of the end for this comic, like the Great Gazoo did for the Flintstones.

This strip has some of the most involved artwork I've done in a while -- playing with angles is a real bugger to get used to, because the natural instinct is to correct everything, make it look 'right' on the page. Most of the time, with only the blank white backdrop of the page, much of the perspective shots look completely wrong until they're inked and put onto the finished page with a background and some shading added. I think the next-to-last panel shows a bit of Darick Robertson creeping in from where I've been reading 'Transmetropolitan' again recently. It's not particularly overt in its influence, but I see it, even if no-one else does.