In the Title Box, Rayne is in school, asking his teacher a question. Rayne: Do I blame comets or religion for the fact that I can’t ride a triceratops to school everyday? NEXT ROW At night, Mom Runs outside in a panic. Mom: Rayne! Mom: No! Rayne is lying on the grass looking up, Mom looks confused. The moon is in the sky. Mom: You said you were going ‘mooning’. Rayne: I am. Mom smiles and walks back in the house, shaking her head. Still lying on the grass, Rayne looks at the reader. Rayne: Don’t look at me like that. Rayne shrugs, explaining the obvious. Rayne: I know what mooning is. Rayne: I just got distracted by a giant light in the sky.