Head in your hands, you curse out every single possible higher being you know of as you watch your lawyer, Kyle, nod his head to what the person at the stand was saying.

He stands up and walks in front of this person, nodding with an expression that hinted to the fact he was thinking before he speaks loudly and 'professionally'.

"If it pleases the court, I would like to say that the plaintiff," he gestures vaguely in their direction, "is talking shit."

Oh for fucksake.