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PANEL 1
SCENE: A crisp autumn afternoon on a city sidewalk; golden leaves skitter along the curb. High above, a V of geese cuts across the sky. Long, cool shadows.
ACTION: BAY looks up, hands in pockets, wearing a wistful, slightly grumpy expression.
BAY: “Lucky geese. Flying south before winter.”

PANEL 2
SCENE: Close-up on STRIPES.
ACTION: He looks profoundly relieved—like a veteran after an armistice.
STRIPES: “Lucky us. Annual cease-honk.”

PANEL 3
SCENE: Medium two-shot.
ACTION: BAY squints at STRIPES, genuinely baffled.
BAY: “Cease-what?”

PANEL 4
SCENE: Chaotic summer flashback in a bright park.
ACTION: STRIPES crouches over a half-eaten hot-dog bun, shielding it with his body as multiple geese assault: one yanks the bun, one honks inches from his face, another pecks his tail. Feathers and motion lines everywhere.
SFX: TUG!
STRIPES (V.O.): “For the next six months, I might actually finish a meal.”