*screams happily*

[dietpunkfics]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.

*flails*

Just got back from court. It was supposed to be a pretrial conference aka let's let the lawyers talk and find out how good of a deal we can get.

So Jeff (my lawyer) and the prosecutor have a talk, and the prosecutor goes "Oh, we can't offer any deals at that time."

I ask him how my chances are, and he says

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[ncis_love]

Good for you!!!

And of course he'll drive you around... right after we're done 'talking'.

*hugs*

[dietpunkfics]

wait, you and him or you and i talking?

besides. I've even got a helmet all set for it!

[ncis_love]

pfft, sorry chica. Me and him.

[dietpunkfics]

that's ok, I'll be tucked up right against his ass getting to grab him the entire ride. *purrs*

[ncis_love]

So ok, once ya'll ride away, Gibbs will show me his thigh holster. *tremble*

[dietpunkfics]

Oooh, I'll keep him out for a while so you can thoroughly examine the thigh holster.

[ncis_love]

This is an idea I can support.

[dietpunkfics]

*high fives*

Ok, so 90 days from 11/22 i think. You'll have 90 days to make SURE that thigh holster is in epically good shape.

[ncis_love]

11/22, that when you lose your license? I'm sure I can check things thoroughly in those 90 days. *nod*

[dietpunkfics]

that's when the bench trial is set, so not sure