You found yourself back at the police station, the location where you've been a few times before, each time accused of a new offense.

Fyodor was reading over the report and let out a humorous comment. "Speeding and drunk driving? that's new. What's next, destruction of property?"

You wondered if you should try talking your way out of the charge, but you knew it was unlikely to make much of a difference. All you hoped was that the punishment didn't escalate beyond a speeding ticket.