After the break, we join Eli, Karen, and Rick in an attorney's office, where they're going over Eli's case. The lawyer, Stephanie Arlyn, tells him that, as a defense attorney, "it's [her] job to believe what [her] clients tell [her], so [she'll] believe the pot wasn't [his]." Wow, what a ringing endorsement. You can totally tell by her voice that she thinks he's lying. I hope she's got a better poker face in the courtroom than she does behind closed doors. She bluntly adds that a judge won't believe him and then launches into the sentence his possession charge can carry -- a maximum of six months. She says that since it's his first offense, she can get the sentence reduced to enrollment in a "drug deferral" program, and as long as he stays clean for two years, his record will be wiped clean. What the hell is a "drug deferral program"? You put the bong on hold for a while? She warns that if there's a second offense, Eli will go to jail. ["See my comments above. Doesn't happen, not for recreational use." -- Sars] He looks disappointed to hear this, which makes me think he probably wasn't planning to cut the smoke cold turkey. Karen is oddly silent for once. No one raises the issue that the search of the car was illegal, which means it either wasn't (since I'm Canadian, I don't really know), or the Sammlers got this lawyer's number off a bus bench. As everyone stands to leave, Arlyn promises that she'll "get [him] out of this" and warns him to "watch what other people drop in [his] car next time."
As they walk down the hallway, Eli promises that he'll "make it up to" them. Rick, following along behind Eli and Karen, says he should "make it up to" himself. Karen instantly starts nagging again, saying they'll "have to talk about this job," and starts in about his appearance for court, and how everyone's perception of the music business is that it's filled with drugs. Eli tries to protest, but Karen cuts him off sharply: "Excuse me! You're not a lawyer. I stand in front of these judges three times a week. I know how they think." In the background, Rick silently presses the button for the elevator. Eli asks what she wants him to do. Rick finally pipes up, saying he'll "at least have to look for another job." Karen immediately vetoes this, shaking her head and saying, "No, you're going to have to find another job. I'm sure there are plenty that don't put you squarely in the path of temptation." Is she serious? The "path of temptation" winds through every workplace. In high school, I worked with these guys at a pizza place, and they'd shut themselves into the walk-in fridge to hot-box. And since that's about the caliber of job Eli can expect to get at the moment, it's a pretty safe bet he'll have coworkers with pot, too. Frustrated, Eli points out again that they weren't his drugs. "So you're saying you never used them?" Karen asks calmly, knowing he's cornered. She nods knowingly at Eli's silence. The elevator finally arrives, and she actually marshals him into it, as if he's going to bolt.