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"My client was pushed to it!" Shambala Green insisted.
"Okay, so she was poor. That's not a defense for murder." Ben Stone opened his closet, switching on the ceiling light. He pondered his choices for a moment before deciding on a red striped tie.
"Would you please give the striped ties a rest already!" she exclaimed. "You've worn them every day of the trial, and if I see one more, I'm going to scream!"
"Oh?" Ben leaned in close to her. "Do you have any suggestions?"
"This one is my favorite." She picked out a blue patterned tie, putting it on him.
"Now that you're happy with my tie, can I get a kiss before we go?"
She obliged him – and then some. "See you in chambers, Stone," she said.
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