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[[The Judge slips on a robe while talking on the phone with "George"]]
The Judge: No, George. It's not big deal. As soon as you get out of traction, you can fill in for me.

[[The Judge walks down the hall. Fooker is drinking from a water fountain]]
The Judge: Did I ever tell you about the time I subbed for Sandy Stone a few years back? It was a criminal case, this guy I saw in another trial...
<<slurp>>

[[The Judge bumps shoulders wtih Fooker]]
The Judge: Sorry! I--
<<bump>>
<<sploosh>>

[[The Judge, angry, looks Fooker in the face as Fooker drips water.]]
The Judge: Oh, for the love of God...
Fooker: Now, now, Your Honor. Separation of church and state, you know...