Y4H: Cross-examine you

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DA: Some golden ben-wa balls were found in your apartment.

You: Yes, they were.

DA: And they didn't belong to you.

You: No.

DA: You're a guy.

You: Yes.

DA: You don't use ben-wa balls.

You: No.

DA: They might look pretty valuable.

You: I guess.

DA: And Mrs. Scratcher had a pair that went missing the very night we're talking about.

You: That's what she said. I never saw hers.

DA: So what about the pair in your apartment?

You: They were Whitley's.

DA: They were Whitley's?

You: Right.

DA: So Whitley just happened to have a pair of ben-wa balls the same color as Ovia's?

You: Right.

DA: Where you you suppose she got them?

You: Well, there's only one sex shop in town. Whitley tells me she's seen about half the women in town go in there...

DA: (hastily) Now you work for Telethrust.

You: Yes, I do.

DA: And you're the only Telethrust employee in this town.

You: Right. I do my work remotely, so it doesn't matter where I am, and I came out here.

DA: And you just happened to pick this town, out of all the towns there are?

You: Right.

DA: And you just happened to work for the company that serves Hayden Dickman, the famous porn fence?

You: As far as I know - I never heard of him before.

DA: So you've never heard of one of your company's biggest customers?

You: I don't know if he's big or not.

DA: And it's your testimony today that you didn't walk out of that house with anything but the clothes you were standing in?

You: That's right.

DA: And you didn't take the tape or the spurs or the balls out of the playroom?

You: Right.

DA: Now if you get convicted here, you know you could be doing some time?

You: Yes. I'd rather not.

DA: And you know some pretty bad things could happen to you in jail, if this jury doesn't believe you? [Is that a significant look she's giving you?]

You: Yes, I suppose they can.

DA: I mean, a new guy in our state facilities, he might not feel welcome, or he might feel all too welcome.

You: I guess.

DA: Might even be next year's prom queen! [She seems to be enjoying this way too much.]

You: Could be.

DA: Might even come out walking funny.

You: So they say.

DA: And you'd rather not have that happen.

You: True.

DA: You're up here testifying now because you don't wanna go in there.

You: (suspiciously) I guess you could put it that way...

DA: (Triumphantly) So why should these jurors believe ANYTHING you say?

You: Blindfolds! Because my blindfold wasn't the one with the hole in it. Mine was red! Everyone else's was black! There you go.

DA: That's it?

You: Well, isn't it enough?

DA: No futher questions.

Maybe Doc can do better. Maybe he can save you. Maybe your innocence will protect you. Maybe the jury will read your face, and see that you're not a thief. Maybe you can earn early parole by peeling extra potatoes.

The defense rests. Time for closing statements.

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