All your lawyers are dead. They may have died before I was born,
old lady, so your lawsuit threat doesn’t worry me so much.
Instead of shaking your fist,
you could try talking, you know.
Explain what’s bothering you.
We might be willing to listen.

I don’t mean to be scaring you,
if that’s what’s going on.
I’m sorry if my demeanor came off
as offensive.
Just tell me what you’re looking for
out of this interaction. Maybe I can help.

Oh, no.
That I can’t help you with.
Go back to your suit, crazy lady.
That’s just ridiculous.