Another comic with our good friend Dennis. And like the last comic with Dennis, we are in the kitchen. It's really the only proper community hangout spot in the apartment. But, I do believe that we have a ghost here. Or we did. When we first moved into our current residence in San Francisco I was here for about a week by myself and I had suspicions of a haunting. DJ confirmed hearing the noises I claimed to hear and they started consistently around 2:30 every morning. I will admit that since Dennis has moved in that we haven't heard anything from the old gal (I feel confidently that it's an older woman for some reason). Perhaps she'll make an appearance in a comic strip soon.