Off panel: Hello, is Utahraptor there?
T-Rex: Nope! He's still asleep.
Off panel: He slumbers still?!

Off panel: When he arises, inform him his friend Doug would have words with him.
T-Rex: Sure thing?

Narrator: BACKSTORY: UTAHRAPTOR WAS CRASHING ON THE COUCH LAST NIGHT BECAUSE IT WAS LATE AND HE DIDN'T WANT TO TAKE A CAB HOME. ALSO, DOUG KNEW ABOUT THIS. DOUG IS A FRIEND OF UTAHRAPTOR'S. HE CALLED ON SPEAKERPHONE. T-REX IS SPENDING THIS PANEL SASSING THE WAY DOUG TALKS BUT LOOK AT ME. I NARRATED ALL OVER IT.

Narrator: LATER:
Utahraptor: I don't see why you're making fun of Doug!
T-Rex: He talks like a 1920s villain!

Utahraptor: So, whatever! He talks like he's a 1920s serial villain. We all have idiolects. For example, you're a man who says "dude" and "awesome" in places where he could instead simply say "chap" and "I say, that's quite agreeable."
T-Rex: Yeah, but chap, you know what I don't say?

T-Rex: I don't say, "He slumbers still? Alack! One thousand curses! When the Sandman's spell at last lies vanquished at his feet, give him good heed: Doug has come calling."
Off panel: Maybe you should though.
T-Rex: I know, right?