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Dear Hal,

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Dear Hal,

You. Me. Dinner.

Tomorrow. You don't get a choice in this.

You're gonna show up, we're gonna talk (& probably insult Sinestro) & it's gonna be like old times.

Hopefully, no aliens will attack. Though if you do wanna beat up that Warworld guy before he gets here, I won't be complaining.

XOXO, Lia, who really needs to talk to you because oh my god, Hal, have you ever had emotions? They're the worst. I blame you.

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