shell-2
Original: shell-2 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A man lies in bed with a woman, her head resting on his chest. He speaks.
Man: "Yes, it was fast, but because information travels at a finite speed there is a two-light-minute-thick shell of space-time, radiating out from this bedroom, into the cosmos, in which I am still doing you."
Votey:
A close-up line drawing of the woman's face, looking unimpressed.
Woman: "I think we need to create a 1 light-hour thick shell of space-time in which we discuss selfishness."
A man lies in bed with a woman, her head resting on his chest. He speaks.
Man: "Yes, it was fast, but because information travels at a finite speed there is a two-light-minute-thick shell of space-time, radiating out from this bedroom, into the cosmos, in which I am still doing you."
Votey:
A close-up line drawing of the woman's face, looking unimpressed.
Woman: "I think we need to create a 1 light-hour thick shell of space-time in which we discuss selfishness."
Alt text
A man lies shirtless in bed at night, a red-haired woman resting her head on his bare chest. Gesturing, he says: "Yes, it was fast, but because information travels at a finite speed there is a two-light-minute-thick shell of space-time, radiating out from this bedroom, into the cosmos, in which I am still doing you." The joke is that he reframes finishing quickly as an eternally expanding cosmic event. Votey: a stark black-and-white close-up of the woman's flatly unimpressed face as she replies: "I think we need to create a 1 light-hour thick shell of space-time in which we discuss selfishness."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.