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It took him a moment to place the face, but he did technically write a letter to her, even if it was jokingly and in someone else’s name. “Well, if it isn’t...Kamala. Wasn’t it?” He smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he recalled the extent of that little mission. It was one of the stranger ones that the All-Mother sent him on. Jersey City, of all places. 

“How is Bruno? Surely you two are, ah... I believe the phrase is ‘hitting it off’ quite nicely by now?”

It was now a snack break for Connie land, sitting criss-crossed in the middle of the park as she ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with, get this, preservatives.