Last week, Lester nearly talked himself out of going to therapy but at the last minute his therapist cut off his escape by means of social pressure. With no way out, Lester delves into unknown depths.
Panel 1
Charleston, the therapist, holds the door open while Lester enters the room.
Charleston: Welcome! I'm Charleston. How about you take a seat and we'll get started?
Lester: Nice to meet ya'. Say, where's the chaise lounge?
Panel 2
Charleston and Lester stand at the entrance of Charleston's office. He has a three-seater couch and a lounge chair facing each other and a desk with a laptop in it.
Charleston: Pardon?
Lester: I thought I was supposed to get all recumbent on a chaise while you uncrazy me.
Panel 3
Charleston amused, holds his hand to his chest. Lester looks off to the side, dismissively flopping his hand around.
Charleston: Heh, no, that's an outdated psychoanalysis stereotype. Besides, I'm a social worker. Do you know what the difference is?
Lester: Yeah, absolutely.
Panel 4
A closeup of Lester's eyes as he looks up at a thought bubble. The thought bubble says PSYCHOANALYST = chaise lounge, and SOCIAL WORKER = couch.