"Well, good thing you didn't had your way" Pria spoke in an obviously dismissing tone. "Now, shut the fuck up, turn off the cameras, and let the adult talk, will ya?"
The guard turned around, and left. Whether he turned off the cameras or not, couldn't be told. Pria sat down, pulled out a box of hand-made cigarettes, lighted one up, and then threw it and a box of matches on the desk. "Well.... Here we are" A distant sadness could be heard in her voice."I wouldn't count on a court date, sadly" Sighed "You know how those rich pricks think..."
