The Demon Prosecutor

[Everyone's favorite frilly, grumpy lawyer is currently looking less frilly and grumpy than usual. He's seated at one of the lounge chairs that line the pool, his laptop open on his lap and a frosty drink on the small side table next to him. Instead of his usual suit, he's donned a pair of exceptionally loud board shorts, a crisp, pristine white button-down, which is left open, and a dark pair of sunglasses. He seems quite content, tapping away at his laptop, undoubtedly working on some dry piece of legal paperwork.]

[Clearly he's just begging to be bothered.]