Dear Karl,
I look forward to the movies you’ll be writing and I’m sure they’ll be better than this. But for now, I hope this suffices. The last month felt like getting drawn into a screen -- a film I wasn’t meant to be in, one I could’ve easily been written out of -- thank you for writing me in. It’s been swell.
See you outside, please. We deserve it. Don’t you think?
-Vlad
