Archibald has buried himself so deep in this vixen role that he can’t see the reflection of dinner in the mirror.

Archibald has fully embraced his own fantasy creation. The boy is so deep in the part, that I think he has forgotten he was suppose to be scamming these guys.

Don’t look at me, the bug said it. NOTE: For several year, my oldest daughter Sara has assisted me in publishing BugPudding, first as proof reader, then editorially, and most recently as a collaborative writer. It is therefore most appropriate that her name now appears on the comic as a co-creator.