"No kidding. Obviously these people haven't seen the photos I tried to get you to smile in." Byrne grinned a little at that, then handed the photo back to Badd before he laughed any more at it. The familiar scowl on Badd's face was a small comfort that was well appreciated. Hell, anything that kept his mind off of last night was appreciated right now. But if it had to be something, let it be something familiar, from when things weren't this crazy.

Speaking of crazy, though, now was probably a good time to tell Badd about his own letter. "To tell you the truth," Byrne began to explain, his smile already gone, "I got a letter yesterday, too. It was supposedly from Kay, but like your letter, she addressed me as the name on my dog tags. There wasn't a photograph or anything, and she even called herself a different name. But her handwriting looked way too familiar." He said familiar rather than a match, as he only knew ten year old Kay's handwriting and not seventeen year old Kay's. In spite of that, the letter had shaken Byrne pretty badly when he'd first read it. Now that he'd seen that photograph of Badd and Calisto, however, he was being convinced that it was just another dirty trick.

"She said a lot of weird things. I forgot to bring it to show you, though." The reason for that was obvious.