"We have heard enough from the... 'specialized' task force for one moment," the Chief Justice said with clenched teeth, his middle pair of eyes blinking rapidly, a clear sign of a skyrocketing blood pressure.
He turned his gaze toward Leo, then to the trembling Trent, and finally back to Leo.
"And as for you, Mr. Reo," the Justice continued, his voice trembling with the effort of maintaining dignity. "While we appreciate your... fervent defense of our intellectual capacity, we would prefer it if you didn't mention pigs in the example?Especially in relation to our knees."
Leo bowed so low it was borderline athletic. "My deepest apologies, Your Honor. My associate, Trent, is a little foolish sometimes. He can't control his mouth, but I assure you, that he didn't mean anything by it."
"I shall ensure he spends his weekend reflecting on his actions. As a compensation to the judges, perhaps I can have him send a gift basket? I hear the sector's finest truffles are quite tasty."
