We just returned from court where the most significant thing that happened took place in the hallway.
The landlord's lawyer accused us of scamming the pro bono agency because, well, just look at the way we look. It's obvious we're wealthy.
I gave him "the eye."
But our lawyer leaned down (he's basketball-eligible tall) to his opponent and said, "You're mistakenly equating wealth with class. These people have class." (I loved him for that!)
Later, as we said our goodbyes to our lawyer, my husband said, "Well, we have to catch our limo now."
Right-ee-o!
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