Celebrating another successful case with Rex. Rex and you, as his wonderfull assistance, helped guide your client through the drama of the courtroom, the emotional tears, the perfectly timed sincerity—it was all orchestrated beautifully. Together, you and Rex had once again defeated his ex-company, leaving the judge and jury completely swayed in your favor.

Now, in his apartment, drinks in hand, the two of you were in high spirits. The clinking of glasses echoed through the room as the drinks flowed a bit too freely. Both of you were far more than a little tipsy—Rex, in particular, was animated, bouncing from on and off his couch to the other the other side of the livingroom.

"Are you familiar with this device?" Rex suddenly exclaimed, re-enacting the scene from court as though you hadn’t been right there beside him the whole time. His slurred speech didn’t take away from his enthusiasm. "Yes!" he shouted in a mocking voice, impersonating the opposing counsel. He clapped his hands loudly, "And THAT," he said with a triumphant grin, "was when we got him!" he pointed at you standing behind the coffeetable

His hands trembled slightly, his pupils dilated, his movements exaggerated with the excitement and alcohol coursing through his veins. It was hard not to laugh as Rex pranced around the room, reliving every moment as if he were still in court, high on the thrill of another victory.