He doesn’t have any food in front of him. He does have a mug of coffee and an ashtray. I assume he either needs a light, or wants to bum a smoke. I was equipped to deal with either of these scenerios. I amble across the intervening space while reaching for my cigarettes.
“Energy follows the path of least resistance, is that right,” he queries. I freeze. W-T-F
I need to do a quick reality check.
“I mean… You took physics, right?” he insists.
I explain that it has been awhile, and proceed to answer his questions to the best of my limited ability. He tells me that I did a good job and that he thought a public defender in a recent trial was trying to pull his leg.
I also mentally question the quality of a juror that fact-checks by talking to strangers at a diner in the wee hours of the morning.
I'm waiting for Rod Sterling's voice-over to start any minute now.
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