Transcript For Strip 1226

Panel 1
At the safehouse, whilst walking down a hallway carrying a box of parts, Zander notices an odor wafting from one of the other rooms.
Zander: {snif?}
Panel 2
Zander approaches a slender, 30ish man, Sargon, with a receding hairline and a 'lumberjack' beard, wearing an apron and stirring something in a big pot on a hot plate. Various jars and flasks are nearby, one suspended above a Bunsen burner. Looks a bit like Breaking Bad chemistry.
Zander: Uh, hey, is that what I think it is?
Sargon: Depends on what you think it is. I gather you're the new 'maker.'
Zander: Yeah, I'm, uh, Wildcard.
Panel 3
Sargon continues stirring the pot, while pouring a bit of powder into it.
Sargon: I'm Sargon. Sorry for not shaking hands, but I'm kind of occupied.
Zander: So, are you, uh, making 'tartar sauce?'
Sargon: Guilty as charged. Since you recognized the aroma, I take it you're a user?
Panel 4
Zander looks a little embarrassed. Sargon laughs.
Zander: Um, guilty as charged, I guess.
Zander: Did … did you invent tartar sauce?
Sargon: Ha-ha! Oh, Jacques, no. I'm merely a journeyman chemist, following a recipe provided to me.
Panel 5
Zander is emboldened enough to query further. Sargon delicately takes a sip from the large spoon he's been stirring with.
Zander: Uh, who did come up with this recipe?
Sargon: {Sssppp} So many questions. But I can't answer that one. I don't even know.
Sargon: The person who gave it to me was simply passing it along.
Panel 6
One more question.
Zander: Uh … is there any extra I could have?
Sargon: There might be, if you can repair one of my microwave ovens. I also cook meals for the house, you know.
Zander: I'll see what I can do.

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