[ WP ] A man is in court accused of witch craft . It 's 2014 .

The judge peers over her half-moon spectacles at the suit in front of her. It's late in the day, and orange tinted light filters through the orange tinted rose window into the dusty courtroom. Her Honor sweeps a tired gaze again over the document, then spears the somewhat stuffy man in front of her with a cold glare. 
 
 `` Jack. I'd love to hear the grounds on which *this* is presented to me.'' 
 
 The man wilts a bit, but recovers professionally. 
 
 `` It seems simple. My client, once informed that there is no law prohibiting unlisted unnatural acts and unable to find concrete evidence that such acts actually *caused* damage or harm has decided to request an injunction compelling Mr. Brian Stone to provide to LEO's a full list of his magic use and what effects he may have caused. She has particular interest in activities during the last week of February with relation to the death of her cat, Professor Pickles. In addition, she wishes to sue Mr. Stone for the cost of a replacement cat and the services of an established taxidermist.'' 
 
 A porky, slightly unkempt woman nodded vigorously at her attorney's short speech, finally turning moon eyes at the weary lady sitting on the tall chair at the head of the courtroom. If any were particularly sensitive, they could almost feel the pleading pout of the supplicant. 
 
 Despite the strength of the solicitor's sorrow, Professor Pickles's plight failed to move Her Honor's heart. She gave the papers a contemptuous glare before dropping them onto her desk. The judge shifts her stare onto the still trembling pout of the old miss. 
 
 `` I advise you to settle out of court. If this suit is brought before me again, Mr. Stone may well petition me to impose sanctions and assess damages for a breach of good faith and for wasting all of our time. He would not be wrong to do so. Have a good day.'' 

