"Ruse by the LPI?" Cohr said, indignantly. "My good man, this smacks of a conspiracy to not only throw the court into disorder, but to allow for the defendant to attain freedom, and double jeopardy, with no contest! The only disturbance to this courtroom, your Honor, has been that of the hooligan who was masquerading as a prosecutor. The 'gross contempt' accusation you levy on me is in response to my attempt to uphold the very foundation of the law.
"Having two defense attorneys on each side of this courtroom would be as bad as having two prosecutors, or even martial law. Just having one without the other, a defense attorney without a prosecuting, or vice versa, is tantamount to anarchy.
"If the judge sees fit, I will provide the paperwork which clearly shows that the court date I received was set for tomorrow. I am very fortunate that I was visiting my offices here for some paperwork I had left, and noticed that the trial was underway. Something is going on here, someone is trying to grind the cogs and gears of justice to a halt, and that someone is most definitely not me or the LPI; your accusations are baseless. Let us see your evidence to support such claims.
"And exactly how many times have I stated I will not contest the dismissal of the charges? I do not recall the words ever crossing my lips. Perhaps it is the defense that must get its act underway? If you don't see fit at this point to declare a mistrial, your Honor, at least postpone the trial until this whole mess can be sorted."
Both sides wait with bated breath for the judge to rule.