A note left on the board for Ray

[Candy Hart]

Ray -

I haven't been counting the Mondays but there's been enough of them. If you want to train with me, we have to talk first. In person. Get back to me.

[Ray Bradford]

Candy -

I mean, work's been busy, right? Apparently killin' people is in style or something, I don't know. Either way, real life, gotta pay the bills. All of us can't be superstars like you, can't blame me. Anyways, I can imagine the cock eyed stare you're givin' this board, of you will when you see it, so feel free to punch it, not me. That bein' said, we'll talk, probably after we're done fighting, can't be helped, gotta fight the best. I tied you once, now I just have to beat you, seems fair. Anyways, quit naggin' me, woman. Clarice does that 'nough, we'll talk, I'm pretty much back now, calm down. I'll beat you all soon 'nough. Next time we see each other we'll discuss this matter over a beer. I know you're probably not that civilized but that's what normal people do.

Ray.

PS- Don't punch me in the face, I was just kidding.

PPS- I'm not kidding. Come try and punch me in the face.

[Ray Bradford]

Also, is this the fourth grade? I'm sad you ain't fold the note up in some random as* way that don't make no sense, right? Where's my stars an' hearts an' smiley faces? You also forgot one more bit, I'd have answered more if you said this.

"Do you still want me to be your mentor? Check yes or no, please."

So, can we get on the ball wit' you writin' proper notes?

Ray.

PS - I'm not kidding, not at all. Come at me.