[First image: No text. Haze is reading a newspaper, sitting in his chair]
[Second Image. Sticky Fingers comes out of the ground through a zipper. Haze is startled] SF: Hey haze-bro can I have some eggs?
[Third image. Haze is leaning over the side of his chair, furious, staring down at SF] Haze: Sticky Fingers I have a doorbell! SF: And I have a cake I’m making- Haze: Go ring it!
[Fourth image. Haze sits back in his chair, staring angrily as SF goes back through the same zipper.] SF: Fiiiiine.
[Fifth image. Haze waits, frustrated, tapping his fingers on the arm of his chair.]
[Sixth image. The doorbell rings. Haze looks pleased.]
[Seventh image. Without waiting for Haze to open the door, SF opens another zipper in the door and looks through it. Haze looks tired and done with the situation.] SF: Sho, about those eggsh.