With a prologue closely resembling any fast food customer’s and/or employee’s worst nightmare, I had a feeling that the Chew duo wouldn’t let us down in this second issue.

It’s resident cibopath Tony Chu’s first day on the job at the FDA, and his first order of business is to take a bite out of a decomposed finger. And you thought that your first day of work was bad?

It’s here where we’re introduced to Mike Applebee (let’s face it, this guy’s name is right up there with Bill Lumbergh), Agent Chu’s stereotypical I-hate-my-subordinate’s-guts supervisor. Aside from my cracking up over his smokey eye makeup, the guy could use more snarky dialogue that’ll get me wanting Tony to take a bite out of his jugular.

This issue, we discover a certain co-worker who shares abilities similar to Tony’s; with that, he also has some skills that Tony has yet to acquire. Didn’t see that left-fielder coming myself, really.

We also catch a glimpse at the seemingly-femme fatale who has caught our protagonist’s eye. Yes, the one who appears on the cover of Chew #3, ready to gobble up Agent Chu like a piece of sushi. The few panels we did get of her seemed to hint at the aforementioned left-fielder; maybe not so much a blonde with a nefarious ambition…

Although it’s usually quite hard to make a transitional issue interesting, John Layman and Rob Guillory have indeed managed to impeccably package Chew #2 with screwball comedy, a hot blonde, a kick-ass fight scene, and a decayed finger. What more could you want?