So, let's say a friend is making sweet sweet love to his good lady wife, and out of nowhere he comes up with a brilliant new technique, revolutionizing sweet sweet love for all time.
Once the bliss of afterglow fades, it turns into a WHERE DID YOU LEARN THAT interrogation. Hours of bright lights, yelling, stale coffee, cigarette smoke, brass knuckles, yikes. This is a place where Good Cop / Bad Cop are names tattooed on fists.
Held without bail. Eeep!
