Aight, lemme try my hand at a Judge...

[hider=Josephine Stone]Sixteen months, it had been sixteen months now, and it was all about to come to an end. Josephine glanced around the bar, it really was a nice place, even the ilk that it catered to felt the need to dress up before coming here. Not a single person in the place would look out of place at a gala, of course Josephine was no exception, she looked over her dress a blue sequined evening gown that would have cost her half a year's salary, and the stilettos on her feet the other half, her pink hair had been styled almost like Jessica Rabbit, going down to her back. She let a deep sigh cross her deep red stained lips, as she took a seat at the bar atop a padded stool, crossing her legs as the bartender made his way towards her. This, she was gonna miss this, the clothes, the hair, the lifestyle... The drugs, the alcohol, the people. She immediately ended that line of thought, thinking like that was a quick road to an early retirement. 

She glanced up at the bartender, he was ridiculously handsome, with a smile that could disarm a rampaging war-droid. "The usual." she spoke absent-mindedly, and he was off immediately to concoct her drink. One last drink before she ended it. It was only moments before he came back with a Piña colada adorned with a mini umbrella, and inside half of a coconut. She was too lost in her contempletion about this coming to an end that she didn't hear him talking to her until she heard her 'Name' "...Alice?" She immediately brought her eyes to bear upon him, "What was that?". "I was just asking if you're alright Alice, you look out of it tonight." he replied. Josephine looked down at her drink and back to him, grabbing it and taking a sip as she did so. "I'm fine, just... Been under the weather lately. You should probably stay at a distance, I'd hate to see your pretty little ass sick." She smiled at him and took another sip of her drink before continuing. "As a matter of fact, why don't you just take the night off? No point in risking it right?" She sincerely hoped he'd leave, he didn't need to get arrested, sure he'd broken the law, but he was a nice guy. "You know my head would be on a spike if I did that, I'll just take my chances." Josephine finished her drink and rose from the stool "Welp, don't blame me then..." 

Joe made her way to a booth in the corner of the bar, she pressed a button on the side of her watch, and spoke. "They're all here, I'm ready on your mark." There was a moment of silence before she heard the reply in her ear, the deep voice of Judge Monty. "Alright, ten seconds..." There was no turning back now "Nine" She grasped the pistol on her thigh, and unholstered it through the fabric of her dress. "Eight" She slid it across her skin until it was at the edge of her seat. "Seven" She took a moment to feel and make sure the safety was on, and pushed it over the edge. "Six" The sound of it hitting the wooden floor was drowned out by the band on the stage at the front of the bar. "Five" She slinked down and grabbed it from the floor with her opposite hand. "Four" Setting it on the seat to the side of her that wasn't visible to anyone she clicked the safety off. "Three" She started examining the bar for any signs that someone knew what was about to happen. "Two" There was nothing, people dancing, chatting, drinking, The same as she had done for sixteen months. "One" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 

*BOOM* The sounds of doors being crashed open roared, within a second there was already four judges in the building having come from both entrances. If things had gone as planned, there was two more backstage as well. "YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST, SURRENDER AT ONCE." Judge Monty's voice boomed over the now quieted din of the bar. Noone seemed to be putting up a fight, there was no point, the Hall of Justice doesn't orchestrate a bust like this without having it's bases covered. Josephine left her gun at her seat, and raised her hands to surrender, appearances were important, they wanted it to seem like she had been arrested just like anyone else, so she could go undercover again if need be, though after this, she didn't think she could handle it again. It took awhile before the arrests rolled around to her, Judge Monty had made sure to be the one to do it. "Stand up and put your hands behind your back." She did as she was told, at 6'6" he towered above her, even in four inch heels, he was still probably a foot taller than her. Of course that fact that she didn't look like a judge had been a significant part of why she was doing this. As he cuffed her, he leaned over her shoulder and whispered into her ear. "Good Job".[/hider]