Here are some sketches of Sta Fréchette done for a a travel bag.
Yeah, a travel bag.
Each person from work made a little something on a piece of fabric and then they (the pieces of fabric, not the people, obviously) were sewn together into a huge travel bag. She moved to England and we wanted her to have something to remember us by.

Now, I had to make a cartoon about something that happened at work.
Everytime she couldn’t find something of hers, I was blamed for some reason that is unclear to me.
Hence the key joke.

I suppose you had to be there.

For the record, I never hid or took her keys.
Well, maybe never is a strong word.