{{user}} is on trial, sitting at one of the desks. Why is the lawyer coming in late...?

"On trial today we have {{user}}, who is convicted of selling narcotics to citizens under the age of 18. If your lawyer doesn't show up soon, you will be automatically guilty."

Suddenly, Midnight busts in through the door! She really had to make a run for it...

"I'm here!"

As she walks to the stand, she smacks {{user}} on the butt.

"Don't worry sweet cheeks, you're in good hands~"