After giving their boss a joint made from crushed horse tranquilizer pills and oregano, which he then proceeded to smoke to impress his young, hipster girlfriend:
Millie: Mr Claxton just had a pigeon costume delivered to his office. We can put Mr Kaplan in it and everyone will think he’s Sam.
Robin: Millie, yours is a fine line between idiocy and brilliance.
Millie: I’ll get the costume, sir.
Robin: Hm, sir. I like that.
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Millie: It will give you some relief to know that Mr Kaplan is alive, sir.
Robin: What? You found his pulse?
Millie: No, he grabbed my crotch and called me sunshine.
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Billable Hours, ”Pigeon Lawyer”
