Magic Trixie totally cock blocks her own dad:

Hmmm...robes, wine, cheese, crackers, strawberries-dipped-in-chocolate, bearskin rug and snuggling, on a night when they thought their grade school-aged daughter Magic Trixie was spending the night at a friend's house. I wonder what Magic Trixie's parents were planning to do with the rest of their evening, before Magic Trixie activated her pre-cast return spell and she and Scratches appeared out of thin air?

I think the look on her dad's face tells the tale.



(The above page is scanned from Jill Thompson's Magic Trixie Sleeps Over, and thus concludes this weekend's lazy just-post-some-art-from-the-same-graphic-novel-over-and-over posting plan. Non-Magic Trixie related posting to resume shortly)