Re: A. Sparke/P. Rawlings
What, that I'm Batman? Preston, I am way cooler than Batman. Let me spell it out for you, though really I did think you were smarter than this.
Your Best Friend Forever sends me a note, raises a ruckus, etc etc etc. Then he informs me that you're trying to get yourself killed. You don't think this information would concern me in any way? Also, while I'm at it, you hung up on me. I had to send Intern to your hallway to make sure you were still alive! YOU KNOW WHO ALMOST SHOWED UP AT YOUR DOOR. AWKWARD.
So. Are you in some kind of trouble? Can I get you out of it? I need to be able to trust you, Preston. And not just because of my work, or my other work, but because...Well just because. But all that aside, I hope you know that you can trust me too. If someone wants you dead, or if you're actually Batman (are you actually Batman? When do you have the TIME?), or whatever it is...I hope you know that I want to ....I don't know help. Shit I have no idea. This is ridiculous. Preston, what the fuck is going on? I'll buy whatever bullshit line you sell me just so I don't have to think about you lying to me. So just...Start spinning your yarn, but do make it a good one. I just got an amazing latte and wouldn't mind a fascinating tale to go along with it.