Panels one through three make up the top row. Panels five through seven make up the bottom row. Panel four is the focus of the page.
Drums sits at a computer, calmly doing his drummy thing with the search for information and the like.
Similar panel. Drums takes a drink of his bottle of soda (I seriously can't remember if this was a one time thing or not. If no, he's drinking that; if yes, he's drinking some nondescript energy drink). A look of revulsion is on his face.
(1) DRUMS: -blergh-
Similar panel. Drums holds the bottle out, looking towards the people on the other side of the desk (who remain off-panel).
(2) DRUMS: Hey, could I get a little heat subtraction over here?
(3) DRUMS: Lukewarm cola kills my mojo.
Switch angle to reveal that Jakita and Elijah are on the other side of the desk, fighting off some seriously intense killer robot dog contraptions. Jakita is trying to prevent one robot's jaws from closing down on her. Elijah is freezing a few others. The battle is pretty intense and there are plenty more robots chomping at the bit to get at them. Despite their predicament, Jakita has the presence of mind to look towards Drums. She's P.O.ed.
(4) JAKITA: Drums, if you don't shut these down right now, I'm going to kill you.
Back to Drums. He holds his hands up defensively, a surprised look on his face.
(5) DRUMS: Fine! Jeez!
Drums works away again, similar to panel one.
Repeat panel six.
(6) DRUMS (quietly): The things I suffer for you guys.