B.J. Novak walked on stage Saturday night at Bailey Hall, with a copy of The Sun open to a love letter written to — who else — B.J. Novak. He read over the piece and called its writer, Sydney Arkin ’10, on stage. And as she flatly denied in person the claims she had so lovingly made in the paper, he was genuinely let down. Really, though, this was a perfect moment for him to work within his self-deprecating tone.