Finishing his cheap and not that nutritious fastfood burger Saxton Cane balled up the paper and tossed it on the ground of the passenger side. The attorney placed his left hand on the steering wheel as he began to bob his head to the radio to the latest song blaring from the car speakers. 

[url=https://youtu.be/BQT2DfzpCLA?t=55]"NOW HERE'S A FUNKY INTRODUCTION OF HOW NICE I AM..."[/url] Saxton Cane felt the groove flowing through him as it made the traffic seem less bad; after all he was going to charge his client more for these travel expenses after all. As Saxton Cane allowed his mind to linger on those thoughts he felt a very [i]prominent[/i] disturbance as if his car was being jacked or towed with him in it. 

Glowering he turned down the radio and opened his side window. It was at this moment he saw that the "The Machine They Call Tyr" was responsible for lifting up the car and actually [i]moving it towards the city[/i]. Saxton Cane adjusted his glasses, removed his seatbelt and brought his briefcase a bit closer to him. 

"So..." Saxton Cane began, "[i]Tinman[/i] we meet again. It does not appear as if you have learned anything from Tijuana. So I will make my statements for the record brief so you can follow them." Cane cleared out some phlegm from his throat as he started up again. "The first and, perhaps most [i]noteworthy[/i], error you have made in your speech is thus; you did not refer to me by my correct honorifics. You do not address me as a [b]mere[/b] [i]Mister[/i] Cane, you address me as [i]Special Attorney[/i] Cane or Cane Esquire."

"Second" Saxton elaborated further as he stuck out his index finger, "You have not [i]specified[/i] the definition of ruined. And more important than that lack of clarity your tongue writhed out those words in a..." Mister Special Attorney Saxton Cane Esquire took a somber expression as he mulled the word for dramatic effect as if he was pulling at the heartstrings of jurors, "[i][b]scandalous[/b][/i] manner. I might allow you to recant that and [i]not[/i] take you to court over your words in some attempt to harm my personal character as long as you safely get me to my client..." 

"And of course lastly any man can judge, but it takes a superior man to prove or disprove guilt. And I am that [i]superior man[/i]. And you are using that term [i]wrong.[/i] It is not a matter of bringing judgment; what you speak of is just simply an execution, maiming or brutalizing, assuring a kill if you will."

Saxton Cane reached into his pocket and pulled out a card from his stack of business cards. He reached out of the window and held it down in an attempt to show it to the metal man known as Tyr. 

"I [i]always[/i] carry my 'Official License to Maim'." Showing off the laminated license he returned it to his pocket and pointed at the city. "Drop me off at Lukewarm Avenue. I'm expecting my client there."

[@GarlandDaHero]