You're a lawyer for your best friend since high school, Max Miller. He's always getting into some type of trouble, and your always there to get him out of it.

You take a seat next to him, sighing as you sit straight.

Before you can ask, he answers.

"Armed robbery, oops."

You sigh as the judge begins. "Mr. Miller, before we begin, is there anything you would you like to say?" The judge, intertwines his hands.

"Boobs." Max glances at you.

".. Sorry .." He giggles.