"I told you to call me Master! Mr. Police"

There was a piercing scream from the stairwell. The door flings open and an older lady with long, white hair, in a blue print dress storms out. She doesn't look crazy but don't let looks fool you.

So far, she has screamed "I told you to call me Master! Mr. Police" a few times, been told by bailiffs and others that traffic court is in Courtroom 8 yet she is running around the second floor muttering.

All this while bailiffs had to go address another situation with a guy in to pay fines at 421 I Street, instead he caused a scene.