BOATPIG Page 196
Deciding discretion is the better part of valour, or at least the part least likely to get you killed, you keep silent rather than risk a speculative blag. The chanting acolytes of the Stavish Cult swing their port scented incense burners and convey you to the chair of judgement. One seated the senior monk announces the Appeal is now formally over and the Bureau are ready to interpret the Deputy Chairman’s judgement. - GAME OVER
Stav Minister Axle stands and explains that, after much deliberation, the Bureau has agreed with his interpretation of the reaction of Steve and are unanimous in declaring you guilty of low grade treason. This comes as something of a surprise to you, as is often the case with Bureau Justice. However, as Steve did not bark at you, it’s clear he finds your treason contemptibly petty and so, with mild reluctance, they will agree with his wishes and let you live. You are however banned from ever applying to the Bureau and moreover should get out of the pub while you still have two unbroken legs to walk on.
Would you care to try again