YOU CAN SLEEP WHEN YOU'RE DEAD.

WE'VE BEEN WALKING AROUND ALL DAY.
TIME FOR A LITTLE SNACK!

EMMA IS CONSIDERING A CHEESECAKE -
PERHAPS AN APPLE PIE! -
TO GO WITH HER COFFEE.

HELLO, LITTLE MILK CONTAINER!
AREN'T YOU RATHER... PETITE?

"EXCUSE ME, MISS!" EMMA CALLED THE WAITRESS.
"MAY I PERHAPS HAVE ANOTHER THIMBLE OF MILK?" 

HM, I WONDER WHAT TYPE OF MILK THEY USE...

WHY, IT'S THICK AND VISCOUS!

LET'S HAVE A TASTE, THEN!

OMG, IT'S AWFUL...

WEEE!

// HAPPY MONDAY, WORLD! //