LICD: BEGINNINGS #782 TITLE BOX In the title box, RAYNE is writing a letter. WRITTEN Are you there, God? WRITEEN It’s me, Rayne. NEXT PANEL, RAYNE grimaces. WRITTEN But also, wouldn’t you have the equivalent of caller ID? NEXT ROW BEDROOM. WRITTEN In my previous letter, I asked that you bestow upon me the natural talent so that I could headline broadway musicals. WRITTEN Months have passed. WRITTEN Still, I cannot sing. WRITTEN I cannot dance. WRITTEN And my acting was called ‘derivative’ by the drama teacher. RAYNE pauses for a second. Then continues writing- WRITTEN Between this and your inability to smite on command, I’m starting to have some doubts, dude.