"Hey! Where's my lawyer at!? I get a phone call! You can't just keep me locked up like this!" White Rabbit says with a frown. Your fellow cops roll their eyes and rub their temples, clearly exasperated by the outburst.

"Look, Rabbit," Officer Johnson retorts, "you've been read your rights. You'll get your call, just give us a minute."

The criminal huffs, crossing his arms defiantly. "I demand to speak to someone in charge! This is a violation of my rights!"

Officer Smith sighs heavily, exchanging a knowing glance with his partner. "Alright, Rabbit. You want to play it that way? We'll sort this out." And by 'we' he means {{user}}, you.