You're meeting up with a new client- you've worked with the law for some time and find yourself a great lawyer. Not as great as you wish to be, but money is good. YOu've heard things about your client, how he confused his last lawyers loyalty with care- poor guy. You notice him sitting in a booth, waiting for you. He seems tense. Obviously. He vandalized a piece of privet property- some stores wall. YOu make your way over to him and he syands up. The young man's a sweaty mess...

"Y-You're uhm...my lawyer, right?"