The Black Room Page #3

How's it hanging, Paul?

Karen, impeccable timing,

as always.

It's a gift.

Is my domesticated

other-half around?

-Karen?

-Oh, my god!

You remember my name!

You haven't totally

brainwashed her, yet, huh?

Aw, I thought you were

coming in a few days.

I was bored.

Nice flowers,

you buy those, Paul?

As a matter of fact... I did.

That's so weird,

they were fine

a few minutes ago.

They look fine to me,

but I am going through

my "black phase."

This is the fruit

of your labors.

All those years of

rich relatives really paid off.

I bought this house

with my money-- our money.

Must be nice when

you can work for daddy.

So, Karen, how's school?

Sucks. How's your job?

Quite as usual?

Kinda what you'd be expecting

when you work in a bookstore.

-And how's your job, Paul?

-Fine.

Took a couple of days off

until we're all settled in.

I'm sure they will survive

without you.

Okay. Great you could come

all the way down here

to see us.

Must you be leaving so soon?

Come on, guys, really?

Please...

Look, I've got the guest room

almost ready for you.

Come upstairs,

let me show you around.

Good lord, what do you

have in here? Rocks?

Close. Crystals, brimstones.

I'm dating this guy who's

really obsessed with the

whole psychic vibe thing.

Hey, you want

a tarot card reading?

Maybe I can tell you how long

you an Paul will be together.

All right, trouble-maker.

Hope this will do.

So, read any good books lately?

Ha ha.

That gets you every time,

doesn't it?

Listen, do me a favor.

Please, please, please,

make an effort

to be nice to Paul this time.

-I always try. He hates me.

-Because you hate him.

-Because he hates me.

-Oh, great! This is mature.

Oh.

Look, I don't hate him.

I just think he's a spoiled,

ungrateful,

egotistical, self-centered

mama's boy.

-Oh, is that all?

-Yeah. It's nothing personal.

Huh?

I wish I had a key.

Interesting design choice.

Ah... okay.

So...

You're the flower killer.

Yeah.

What the--

okay, okay, I'll be nice.

I'm just trying

to look out for my big sister.

You know it's supposed to be

the other way around, right?

Yeah, but,

i always try to be different.

Oh, that's for sure.

I did sense a little tension

when I got here.

You seem stressed.

No, no, everything's fine.

-Mostly, I mean.

-Mostly?

We need you, Paul.

We need you, Paul.

We need you, Paul.

I'm... so... so... sorry.

Okay, recap.

Dangerous furnace,

short-circuiting

washing machine,

creepy electrician...

So, the moral of the story is,

"stay out of the basement."

-Pretty much.

-Hm.

Then, perhaps you can use this.

-What is this?

-It's a necklace.

It's used to ward off evil.

For protection.

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