"What, you want, like, my alibi, man? Sure."
Witness Testimony: My, Like, Alibi, Man
"I got to work at, like, seven in the morning, man. After I clocked in, I like, got my mop from the back of the Saloon and went to clean the, like, stage."
"OBJECCION!"Izabel slammed her hands down on the desk. "Witness, this trial should have ended an hour ago. Do NOT waste my time with something so obviously false!"
Anspan raised an eyebrow. "What? You're, like, the prosecutor, man. You're not supposed to-"
"CEASE!"Izabel flipped back the lock of hair over her right eye, revealing an empty socket, and glared at him, her teeth bared.
"EEK!"
Izabel was breathing heavily. "If you must lie, please do not tell one that so utterly insults my intelligence. Vera Yeager has testified that she did not see you at any point in time, and she was in the Saloon at the time you claim to have been there."
Anspan started. "What? Well, maybe she's, like, covering for Sunny, man? I didn't see her there when I went there to get the broom."
Izabel sighed. "Defense, I'll let you handle that lie."
