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I look retarded in a suit.

I'm sure you'll look amazing. Don't sweat it. ~~Don't look guilty...~~

My doctor had to give me something just so I could sleep tonight. ~~But I AM guilty...~~

I don't think I'll be sleeping much, either.

It's still not too late to decide you don't wanna come... I won't mind, I swear.

I've made my decision, I'm coming. Not going isn't going to change my inability to sleep, anyway.

Fair enough.

...I love you...

I love you, no matter what. Okay? They can't take that away from you. You go in there with your head held high.

Okay. Okay. I will.

And look at me, okay? Whenever you're unsure, you look at me.

Is it pink? 'Cause that would kinda make my night.

Sorry to disappoint, Harley. Black. It's probably expensive, though... it came from Tony Stark.

Blech. Boring. Is that that rich jerk?

Yeah, that's him.

Well, if you want some entertainment, I think they'll be showing my trial on TV, starting tomorrow.

Unless there's an impromptu hangin', I'll prob'ly stick to my cartoons. But I'm sure I'll hear 'bout the good parts eventually.