...so listen," he says, "I know a really great guy you should talk to. He's a fantastic listener." And he wasn't wrong. This guy - Etal, he was called, Etal Pensco - wass... wash...
Was a... Fantastic. Listener.
We meet up at this nice little bar I know, and we have a couple of drinks. Before you know it, I'm telling him all about Lorraine, how me being out at all hours doesn't count as 'motion' ...uh... '
emotional distress'- I'm a
doctor - people don't get sick to a schedule. And...
We're having a few more drinks, and I tell him he's a great liss... listener.
"Of course I am," he says. "I'm a lawyer." I mean, how about that? I'm looking for a lawyer and here we are, talking like old pals, and he's a lawyer.
So I ask him if he'll represent me at this nonsense hearing she's cooked up and he says "Sure!"
( You gotta understand we were both pretty far gone by then. )