Of course her dialog is horrible. See her eyes in the second panel? She’s watching the guy who is pointing a .357 magnum revolver at her, because the only way anyone would speak those lines is if they were held at gunpoint!
Batton Thomas suddenly develops a case of malignant writer’s cramp and spends a week lamenting his inability to sign autographs. That’s about as far as Batiuk can go.
The ones at my school left me nun the wiser.