The Big Guy reported that his "How to Pick a Winning Jury" presentation went fabulous and that everyone was impressed with the Powerpoint. And that he gave me credit. I will add it poste haste to my résumé.
Someone chewed up my yellow highlighter. A cursory inspection of the buccal cavity of all canines at the Shelter revealed no yellow marks. Note: Sarah would not open her mouth without her lawyer present. After a weekend of TV, first I tried good cop, "Sarah, I understand your reluctance. This is routine, we just need to look in your mouth to exclude you as a possible suspect." She held her stance. Then I tried bad cop "Open your damned mouth!! You think you're the only one we've hauled in here!? You think the chewing up of a highlighter is something to joke about? This is someone's livelihood! A highlighter has been ruined! I'll keep you here indefinitely. You think anyone's going to believe you're innocent after the mattress incident? What? Like that wasn't you either? Yeah, prove it by opening your mouth! WHAT DO YOU KNOW!? " Then I made like I was gonna slam her head on the table. (Nah, I didn't really, that's just what they do as bad cop.) I may need to invest in one of those fancy light machines Nick Stokes has so I can see things that the normal eye can not. Now I have to get a new highlighter because I take my school supplies very seriously.
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