MarinaNova Asylum

[The feed abruptly comes on to a very panicked young man looking frantically at the screen, messing with buttons on the unfamiliar device in hopes of contacting the thing that greeted him.]

Hey! Wait! D-don't go! I have questions! How did I get here?! Aren't I supposed to get a trial or something!?And who puts truancy on the list next to accessory to murder and organized crime!? That's not... just... why is that even on the list at all... H-hey! A-are you listening?!

[Then there's that moment where it dawns on him he just had a very awkward sounding outburst in public. Of course. Well, he could at least say that wasn't his most humiliating public experience. He was in more than just his underwear this time. He heaved an exasperated sigh and hung his head.]

Of course your not. That's just my luck.

[He removes the device and sets it down next to him, unaware it was broadcasting to anyone but the voice that greeted him, and started rummaging through the brown bag with his belongings.]

For someone so against the mafia, they sure made this look like a seedy money drop... Ah, I'm going to be stuck in suit too... and it's all wrinkled up...