In case you didn't find the note, my apologies for the pre-dawn exit this morning. You are right -- that is a comfortable couch and I am not sure it can be trusted. Still on for the bakery tour this afternoon?
Angelo was over last night and mentioned you'd been feeling shite happening to your arm, electric shocks and the like. I understand not wanting to drag people into stuff, but we're your team now, yeah? Super-spies and all that. Let us help?
In a large, manilla envelope addressed to Cammie Black are two dozen sheets of tattoo transfers with different sizes and versions of the tattoo designs Kevin drew up for Cammie in April and a letter.
Cammie,
Guess you can have Spike on your butt now. I found tattoo transfer stuff for the computer so I put them all in Photoshop and colored them in for you. Figured this way you could have a tattoo wherever you wanted it whenever you wanted it.