Silva: "I'm starting to have second thoughts about this."

Nova: "What? Every murderer in the room has his (or her) eyes on you right now. We're gonna be rollin' in clams after tonight!"

Silva: "Either that or sleeping with the fishes."

Nova: "Ooh, yes! I'm spending my cut on sushi." ÓωÒ

Silva and Nova caught wind of a fancy shmancy cruise where wealthy widows and charming vultures meet and mingle. This particular event has a dark, though well-obscured history for about half of the attendees to vanish after each voyage. Weird, huh? They thought so, too, and decided to team up and infiltrate the scene. While Silva draws a crowd of hopeful schemers, Nova cleans up all of the free drinks that they've bought for her friend. (She's thoughtful like that. And also pretty much immune to everything, so she can imbibe without any fear.)

Silva the silver weasel belongs to Miss D. (Debra). Nova and all else are mine. This was drawn as a thank-you gift to repay Debra for all of the sweet and funny surprises that she's done for me.

If I had more time, there are things I would refine (such as the background characters, and the empty glasses), and details I would add (some jewelry for Nova), along with my usual steps of tidying up the lines to be less visible. Finding that time, along with the enthusiasm, is the hardest thing for me. (I'd also love to do a follow-up to this scene, because I've been giggling to myself about it since this idea first struck me, but it would be too much work for a joke that no one would get.)