The next key frame of the same shot as image 1, in exactly the same drawing style, with exactly the same camera, framing, window, awning, café table, chair and white coffee cup. A moment later the rain has turned into hail: big round white hailstones are falling and bouncing high off the table top, the chair and the ground, and one hailstone has just plopped into the white coffee cup with a little splash. The woman sits in the same place, legs crossed, arms crossed, but she has turned her face to the front and rolled her eyes up to the sky in exasperation, eyelids half lowered, mouth twisted to one side. She has exactly two arms and two hands. No text, no letters.
