1.)

(A copy of the Harlan Observator has a picture of Jack with his digital CatCat disguise leading a riot.)

NEWSPAPER: RIOTS IN HARLAN! Is ABM Hacker the mastermind? Police ashamed - vow justice.

2.)

(Two white policemen question the Punk Rock Haberdasher,
one brunette and one blonde. He describes Jack and Darren.)

PRHD: Mm... Two white fellows, a brunette and a blonde...

BRUNETTE COP: And...? Yup. We’ll get ‘em now.

3.)

(The police lead handcuffed Mildred down the courthouse steps, her
  public defender waves away cameras and microphones crowd in.)

MILDRED: The end is nigh, motherfuckers! Global chaos!

4.)

(At The Masher offices, Hans and Ingenue accost Karl as he comes through the door, coffee in hand.)

HANS:I’d ask how your date went, but while the potential of you getting laid is quite newsworthy--
  We’ve got some actual news news, and it’s sooo our thing! Catcat wore bondage gear last night!

5.)

(We see a black and white image of a potential Masher article, CatCat Jack is posing with two anarchists,
  who flash peace signs for the camera. In the background is riots and fire, below the image a headline.)

HANS?: Like my mockup?

HEADLINE: CATCAT: SEX PERVERT! A look into the seedy world of...

6.)

(Karl's eyes are wide in recognition of Jack's outfit from last night. He doesn't say anything, drinking his "Harlan's Best" espresso.)

HANS: (from off panel) I’ve got connections in the community. We want you to ‘go deep,’ at least it’ll be funny.

INGENUE: (from off panel) ‘Go deep’ Haha.. Nice.

HANS: ‘Prude goes to bondage club’ I can see the headlines now! Right? I mean, we could make it a headline. Literally.

7.)

(Intense Karl forgot to take off his jacket, and stares at the notes and images on his desk.)

KARL: (thinks) That outfit...! Is it really you? But, how?

8.)

(Photographs of CatCat include little notes, the last in a different handwriting...)

ARROWS: Brown hair, profile, nice tits

9.)

(Karl yells as Hans, who pulls a "Who, me?" face. Hans is wearing a shirt advertising his "Don't Be Sad" project.)

KARL: Stop writing on my shit, Hans!

HANS: I’m an artist, I can’t help it.

10.)

(Back to his contemplation, Karl's eyes are wide with excitement at the mind-boggling situation. Possibly some other feelings too...)

KARL: (thinks)What the hell Jack...!

11.)

(Jack wakes up badly, GlenMark bills stuck to his body, eyes lopsided.)

DOORBELL: BING!

12.)

  (Inside Jack's apartment, he goes to answer the door wearing only red long underwear.
In the foreground, sleepy Darren gestures vaguely with a semi-automatic pistol and mutters.)

DARREN: geh’mee up ifitza clown.

13.)

(Jack looks disturbed at the peephole view of the hall.)

JACK: Aw hell nah.

14.)

(In the peephole view, we see a very bright-eyed Theodore eagerly waiting.)

DARREN: Izzit a clown?

JACK: Not exactly... I guess.