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with her last week.
    Jason Andrews had just insulted her in front of at least fourteen people.
    And suddenly, Taylor’s feelings toward the actor were no longer very cordial.
    She grabbed the remote control and with a satisfactory push of the button, made Jason Andrews disappear.
    “Asshole!”
    It was the only word she could manage.

Four
    GIVEN HER FOUL mood, when Taylor walked into Judge Fowler’s courtroom that morning to argue her motion in limine, she was ready to kick some serious ass.
    She and Derek took their seats at the defendant’s table. Her opposing counsel, Frank, was already waiting at the table opposite them. Seeing that all parties were present, the clerk of court called the room to order as the judge entered.
    “All rise! This court is now in session, the Honorable Arlander Fowler presiding.” The clerk, judge, and court reporter all sat. Taylor and Frank approached the podium as the judge sifted through his papers.
    “Frank Siedlecki, representing the EEOC, Your Honor.”
    “Good morning, Your Honor. Taylor Donovan, for the defendant.”
    And then the most extraordinary thing happened in that courtroom that morning, at the very moment when Taylor stated her name for the record.
    Jason Andrews walked in.
    Hearing Taylor introduce herself, Jason looked over curiously. Without being noticed, he took a seat in the empty back row of the galley as the judge, Taylor, and Frank continued on with their business.
    The judge pulled Taylor’s motion out from the stack of papers in front of him. “All right, we are here today on a continuance of defendant’s final motion in limine.” He peered down from the bench at Taylor. “Counselor, why don’t you tell me what this is all about?”
    Taylor addressed the judge from the podium, fully aware that this motion was crucial to the success of their case.
    “Your Honor, the EEOC intends to have several witnesses testify about non-gender-based profanity they allegedly heard in the workplace. We’re moving to prohibit all such testimony.”
    Frank jumped in. “Your Honor, this is a sexual harassment case—”
    And Taylor promptly cut him off. “That’s right. This is a sexual harassment case, and we are moving to prohibit testimony about language that, while profane, certainly is not sex -based. I apologize for my language, Your Honor, but I just don’t see what the word ‘shit’ has to do with sexual harassment.”
    Over in the gallery, Jason smiled at this.
    Up at the podium, Frank tried to regain control over the argument. “But these plaintiffs are women, Your Honor, and the EEOC can establish that they often heard that particular word and others like it in the workplace, and that they found such language to be harassing.”
    Taylor quickly responded. “The EEOC’s problem is that everyone in the workplace heard this kind of profanity—both men and women.”
    “Your Honor, our position is that the defendant should have been aware that women as a whole, as a gender, would be more . . . sensitive to these types of words,” Frank said in his most self-righteous tone.
    At that, Taylor held up a hand with disdain.
    “I’m sorry, Judge. But that kind of paternalistic view is more offensive than anything my client is accused of. The purpose of the Civil Rights Act is not to turn our workplaces into Sunday school; it’s meant to prevent discrimination . The EEOC might not like the word ‘shit,’ but too bad. It’s not discriminatory.”
    Considering the argument finished, Taylor folded her arms over her chest and waited for the ruling.
    Up at his bench, the judge peered down at the parties as he debated the merits of each position. After a moment, he spoke.
    “I have to agree with Ms. Donovan on this one. There are a lot of things that all of us have to put up with at work, things we don’t particularly like, but that doesn’t make those things discriminatory. Defendant’s motion in limine is granted.”
    The judge banged his gavel as the