[A click of a door being unlocked, then a shaky turn of a doorknob, then an equally-shaky prosecutor stepping out of the way.
The room itself is neatly-organized thus far. A black trenchcoat hangs on the coat rack, neatly-stacked papers are arranged on the table, a tea set takes up most of the counter space in the kitchenette, and on a short bookshelf next to the bed, difficult-looking legal books stand in a formidable row. They mock you. On top of the bookshelf stands a plush purple unicorn -- presumably one of the ones Neah handed out -- and a book on medieval weaponry with a bookmark sticking out of it.]
[Action]
The room itself is neatly-organized thus far. A black trenchcoat hangs on the coat rack, neatly-stacked papers are arranged on the table, a tea set takes up most of the counter space in the kitchenette, and on a short bookshelf next to the bed, difficult-looking legal books stand in a formidable row.
They mock you.On top of the bookshelf stands a plush purple unicorn -- presumably one of the ones Neah handed out -- and a book on medieval weaponry with a bookmark sticking out of it.]