SO THE LAST THING HE DID WAS AN ACT OF KINDNESS.

ALAN, LOOK. YOU'RE TAKING A MAN TO THE PARTY.

SORRY. DRY SKIN. I'M FLAKING AGAIN.

STICK THIS ON.

- ALL RIGHT, ALAN...
- HIS COFFIN LID OPENS WITH A CREAK.

IT'S UNDERNEATH THE STAIRS.

- DO YOU WANT A PICKLED ONION?
- NO. I HATE THEM.

AND TURNED HER SMILE UP.

YEAH...

- PARTY BAG.
- OH, THANK YOU. BYE BYE.

NO. I'LL STICK WITH IT, MAN.

THE TEMPERATURE INSIDE THIS APPLE TURNOVER
IS 1,OOO DEGREES.

- NO, LOOK, LOOK.
- FOUR WORDS.

LYNN, ARE THOSE YOUR MOTHER'S CATARACT GLASSES?

HAVE YOU TAMPERED WITH THE WRAPPING?

- JUST A COUPLE OF JOKES?
- NO, ALAN.

# HE PAINTED SALFORD'S SMOKY TOPS
ON CARDBOARD BOXES FROM THE SHOPS

- PAINTED ON.
- YEAH. EXACTLY.