GOOTS stands on a raised cafeteria table under harsh fluorescent lights. A crowd of NYs surrounds them. GOOTS holds up a legal-sized clipboard covered in densely packed writing.
GOOTS: “For years, I’ve been compiling a formal performance review of every single NY across dimensions.”

Panel 2

Close-up of the clipboard. It’s covered in savage, meticulous notes like: “Too much gel in hair—pilot NY,” “Accidentally emailed a meme to entire courtroom—lawyer NY,” “Didn’t know difference between drywall and sheetrock—contractor NY.”
CAPTION: “Category: Competence. Category: Emotional Regulation. Category: Sauce Ratio Management.”

Panel 3

Several NYs gasp in horror. One faints. Another stammers, clutching his tie.
SUITED NY: “That’s… that’s all of us. Even the alt-universe NY who only exists as a ringtone.”
MILITARY NY (glaring): “You never had that authority!”
GOOTS (smugly): “Correction. I took it.”

Panel 4

Cut to SAUL peeking in through the cafeteria window, mouth agape. Behind him, EXI munches popcorn while IVY sighs deeply.
SAUL (whispering): “This is like… judgment day but feathered.”
EXI: “Told you they were cooking something.”
IVY: “I’m going to need a subcommittee and six cold showers.”

Panel 5

Back in cafeteria: GOOTS spins the clipboard dramatically toward the camera. The top page reads in giant, bold red ink: “RECOMMEND: DISSOLUTION OF COUNCIL”
GOOTS: “Effective immediately, all NYs are being put on probation.”

Panel 6

All the NYs erupt in shouting chaos. Some throw their hats, one tries to climb out the window, another curls into a fetal position in a filing cabinet drawer.
NYs (shouting): “This is unconstitutional!” — “I still have PTO left!!” — “I refuse to be reviewed by a goose!!”
GOOTS (calmly): “You may file a complaint… but I won’t read it.”