Giselle and I went together, in the April, to the state attorney’s office in St.

Johns County, and we sat with an assistant state attorney named Corinne Delahoussaye for an hour and ten minutes, and we had a folder that by then was very good.

She took it seriously.

She did not do the thing I was braced for, which was to treat two women in a conference room as a domestic matter.

She read the two licence applications twice and she made a noise at the second one.

And then she explained the landscape.