Judah Stark has been working wonders with the rich old (and young) ladies who like to keep dogs in their purses. Not to mention weirdo billionaire playboys who keeps bringng him sandwiches and upping his pay when he says something 'profound'. He is clearly up to the challenge of helping a possible district attorney with his stress and chakra balances.
Even if he can't keep his own marriage together. Sad about that divorce, really.
At the moment, however, Judah is reading an issue of National Geographic and waiting for his appointment.
His appointment arrives, with the cheery ting-a-ling of the little bell on the door.
Harvey Dent looks around, taking in the, uh, ambiance. Great, there's incense. And a poster of a unicorn. And... Jonathan Crane, sitting there and reading an issue of National Geographic.
It's only one of these that pushes that usually so-well-buried little button in his brain (okay, maybe the unicorn poster, too, a little bit) and has him storming over and trying to grab the man by his collar, haul him up out of his seat. "What do you think you're playing, here?"
Oh, hello there. This is new. Well. Not really. Reactions by people who think that he's his 'brother' are not entirely new, but this one is a bit overblown, he thinks. Especially since he's never met this guy before in his life.
"Okay! Whoa now. Back off. Not my brother." He's assuming here.
Oh, no no no. See, Harvey's on a roll here, and little things like 'logic' and 'common sense' aren't going to deter him. Is there a wall by the desk? Yes? Well, you're getting slammed against it by an angry lawyer, Judah!
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Even if he can't keep his own marriage together. Sad about that divorce, really.
At the moment, however, Judah is reading an issue of National Geographic and waiting for his appointment.
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Harvey Dent looks around, taking in the, uh, ambiance. Great, there's incense. And a poster of a unicorn. And... Jonathan Crane, sitting there and reading an issue of National Geographic.
It's only one of these that pushes that usually so-well-buried little button in his brain (okay, maybe the unicorn poster, too, a little bit) and has him storming over and trying to grab the man by his collar, haul him up out of his seat. "What do you think you're playing, here?"
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"Okay! Whoa now. Back off. Not my brother." He's assuming here.
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"Bullshit."
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