PANEL 1

A close up of a letter in CAT’s hands. The green letter has the gold logo of Ryan Ryan Ryan Brien Ryan & Associates. Below that is the text “FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF WILLS AND PROBATES CONCERNING OVERSEAS DISTANT RELATIVES”.

CILLIAN: (off-screen) And you have no idea who this Barty Griffin fella is?

CAT: (off-screen) Not a clue.

PANEL 2

CILLIAN sits in the seat beside CAT’s, looking at the letter along with her. CAT appears more calm and relaxed now. Outside the window is nothing but clear blue sky. You know, there’s no indication of how much time has passed, but since there’s a stark time difference between the east coast of the States and Ireland, it’s still daylight. So, nyeh, I didn’t make any mistakes here.

CAT: My mom said she may have met someone by that name years ago on a… kind of a “panic attack vacation”.

PANEL 3

CAT looks up at CILLIAN, with a small smile on her face.

CAT: She was having second thoughts about getting married. One morning, she dropped her coffee, saw the spill formed vaguely like Ireland, and decided it was a sign.

PANEL 4

A front view of CILLIAN and CAT. They look to the viewer’s right. Something is outside the window.

CILLIAN: A bit of travel sounds like a good remedy for nerves. I find any trip clears my head.

CILLIAN: Oh, look at that! We’re getting close!

PANEL 5

Over the wing of the plane. Clouds rush by. A small, red dragon-type creature flies past. The gremlin stares up at it through its brown nictating membrane.

CAT: (off-screen) Wow! What is it?

PANEL 6

CILLIAN looks off-screen. CAT’s pupils looks like tangled circles as a grimace twists on her face.

PERSON: HOLY SHIT!

PANEL 7

Disembodied busts float in a background of pale wood grain: a young man with dark brown hair, a middle-aged tanned woman with hearts in her eyes, a middle-aged Black man grinning and aiming his phone to take a photo, and another young man with plan brown hair and yellow stars in his eyes.

PERSON: WEE WYVERNS!

SFX: The word THUD repeated over and over in a messy cloud.

Beside this rat’s nest of a sound effect, CILLIAN glances with concern over at CAT. Her shoulders are reaching her ears and her pupils nearly take up her entire eyes.

PANEL 8

The plane tilts dangerously starboard. A black silhouette of the gremlin can be seen on the port side. Three wee wyverns swoop out of the craft’s way.

CAPTAIN: (off-screen) This is your captain…

CAPTAIN: (off-screen) WOULD YOU EVER GET BACK IN YOUR FECKING SEATS?

SFX: VRRREEEERRR

PANEL 9

A stylized illustration reminiscent of old Celtic art, complete with lack of proper perspective. CILLIAN holds his suitcase in one hand while holding a panicked CAT in his arm. He’s wearing her backpack. They approach a luggage carousel as it carries their luggage towards them.

TEXT: About half an hour later…

PANEL 10

In the airport restaurant. Famous Irish paintings hang on the wall; they’re so famous I can’t remember their names or artists. It’s the usual pastoral, hazy, Romantic-inspired lanscapes, but I’m sure an art scholar will correct me.

The carpet is marginally better. Sort of. Four-pointed stars in squares, all in a delightful beige scheme.

CAT and CILLIAN sit at a table with their luggage around them. She’s still wide-eyed from terror; he’s relaxed, having taken off his blazer and draped it over his chair. He has two pints of Guinness.

CAT: Sorry for latching on like that.

CILLIAN: Wasn’t a problem at all.

CAT: Th-thanks for the drink. You didn’t have to…

CILLIAN: Ah, go on! You need it after that last dip!

PANEL 11

CILLIAN raises his glass. CAT, with her back to the viewer, grips her glass. She should be relaxed, but the slightly hunched shoulders hint that she’s still coming out of her residual panic.

CILLIAN: Besides, I’d be honored to give you your first authentic Guinness!

CILLIAN: Sláinte!

CAT: Sh-slawn-cha.

PANEL 12

CAT regards her glass with mild curiosity.

CAT: Interesting. First bitter and creamy, then sweet with a hint of oak, then buttery and bitter all over again.

PANEL 13

CILLIAN looks astonished.

CILLIAN: You got all that before even tasting it?

PANEL 14

CAT grins shyly.

CAT: Yeah, it’s my useless superpower.

CILLIAN: (off-panel) Ah!

PANEL 15

A view of the airport interior. The second level has a pub, Port O’Call, where CAT and CILLIAN are imbibing. Silhouettes of people mingle on the first level. From the ceiling hang several banners, including one with bold colors and a bold statement: Welcome to Cork – Ireland’s True Capital.

CILLIAN: (off-panel) Not so useless with all the food trucks you’ll come across these days!

CILLIAN: (off-panel) Now there’s an adventure!

PANEL 16

CAT and CILLIAN, in silhouette, exit the airport terminal.

PANEL 17

They stride away, wheeling their luggage behind them.

CILLIAN: So you’re off to meet your solicitor about this mysterious benefactor?

CAT: Not yet, but she knows I’m here. I texted her a while ago.

CAT: We’ll meet up in the morning.

PANEL 18

CAT glances at CILLIAN.

CAT: Say, what would happen to that gremlin if the airport staff got him?

PANEL 19

CILLIAN is nothing but reassuring smiles.

CILLIAN: Don’t worry about the little fella. The crew will catch him and send him back to Canada. They’re probably putting him in a carrier right now.

PANEL 20

The tarmac. Six catch crew members dressed in yellow reflective safety gear gather around the left airplane engine. Four have nets, but only one person is making an effort to use his. One figure is on calling duty. One figure is on treat waving duty. The gremlin stands on the wing, back arched and fur ridged.

CREW #1: C’mere, boy!

CREW #2: I’ve got a biccie for a good boy!

PANEL 21

A car in dull grey with an official-looking government seal on its driver side door has pulled up.

CILLIAN: There’s my ride now!

PANEL 22

CILLIAN hands over his card. CAT, surprised but grateful, reaches to accept it.

CILLIAN: Should you be needing any help with the paranormal or otherworld during your stay, Cat, just give me a call.

CAT: Oh! Thanks!

PANEL 23

A closeup up the two sharing a handshake. For a wonder, their hands are drawn accurately.

CILLIAN: Safe journeys, Cat.

CAT: Same to you, Cillian.

PANEL 24

Smiling, CAT and her luggage remain in the background as CILLIAN waves and walks towards the (off-panel) car.

PANEL 25

CAT’s smile falters. She is so absorbed with her thoughts that she doesn’t realize that the gremlin is approaching her suitcase.

CAT: (thinking) Wait, is he even going on any journeys?

CAT: (thinking) Does he just work a desk job?

CAT: (thinking) “Same to you.” What was I thinking?

PANEL 16

The gremlin uses his magick to open the suitcase. He slips inside, the clever little dickens.

CAT: (thinking, off-panel) Stupid, stupid, stupid!