The woman on the left is Sarah, Dave's college girlfriend, briefly glimpsed in this ancient week of strips. She's a microbiologist. Way early on, I planned a storyline in which she featured prominently, but I ended up cutting it, so this is her only in-person appearance.

The woman on the right is based on Wednesday White of Websnark. I don't know if Wednesday ever knew that.

"Arthur" is, of course, not especially excited one way or the other about hanging out with lovely ladies.

It may seem weird for Artie to express surprise that there aren't any mad scientists around, but you have to remember that he's always been surrounded by them. He's not accustomed to a mad-scienceless environment.

Huh. My spellcheck recognizes "mad-scienceless."

My gayest strip that doesn't have dudes kissing in it! I was worried about using language this frank, but I thought that was the way Zeta would talk.

By "types," Artie was thinking more of the age and gender makeup of the island, and also the lack of mad geniuses (which, again, Artie thinks of as a weird thing, even though it's really not).

I was seriously drawing hands way too big at this point.

This strip came out looking pretty darn good, if I do say so myself. Those extreme close-ups of Zeta's face are hard to do well in my not-especially-detailed style. Artie climbing out the window is also good. He is very mysterious!

Artie's little house was ridiculously hard to draw. In fact, this entire strip was hard to draw, and I know that's pathetic. I'm not good at backgrounds.

I always get kind of worried when I draw strips like this, which feature something completely made-up, because what if people can't tell what it is? Maybe it just looks like visual gibberish. But looking at it now, I believe I drew the best hamster-constructed cryonic storage unit/power source/doomsday device I could possibly draw.