"I know, and I'm on top of it. Mark is going to testify concerning his experience as an attorney with handwriting evidence. Also, I've ruled most of Trenchant's testimony and that of her witnesses hearsay. That cuts out a lot of potentially damaging information.
"Did you know, John, that those two guys who brought the complaint against her in the first place had plagiarized several textbooks as well as Trenchant's stuff and that both the dean and Lyle Stone knew about it?"
"Penny ante stuff, Henry. Everybody copies material for their courses. That's why every department has a copying machine."
"Well this sure sounded serious. They photographed a whole atlas and presented it to their class as their own work."
"So? It's just Trenchant's word, isn't it? Who's going to believe she isn't just indulging in sour grapes?"
"The whole panel, that's who. That stupid son of a bitch, Ian, admitted to it."
"Don't worry so, Henry. Surely you can explain that away as a misstatement on his part. He can just say that he didn't understand the question and...."
"I've already done that with the panel but I can't keep up forever explaining away every boner they pull. I've got to call Lyle back to testify again and the panel wants to hear from one of his faculty, Ann Biggot, and from Jimbo as well."
"What can I do to help you, Henry."
"Get on their asses, please, John. Those dilettantes in the medical school just made a very poor showing. They weren't prepared or.... would you believe, John, that Lyle couldn't even remember how many SmurFFs he was given and the dean contradicted a vital part of his testimony. Both Ian and Randy stunk. Please, lower the boom on Lyle and the others slated to testify tomorrow. They have got to do their homework."