I once was one of a half dozen or so out-of-town lawyers attending a deposition in Miami at which, after eliciting the witness’s name, a local criminal lawyer, counsel for a co-defendant, opened with the following question and received the following answer:
“Mr. Martinez, as we sit here today, are you armed?”
“Yes, I am,” the witness said.
Thereupon the deposition was suspended, and we cooled our heels for a half hour or so while the interrogator telephoned the judge’s chambers. Mr. Martinez was then admonished to check his weapon at the door, and the questioning continued without incident.