"Hey, will you be my lawyer?"
After determining that the judge had already passed him to give him time to hire counsel, I told him, "Maybe," figuring that the judge will probably appoint us if the guy can't get counsel.
He told me, "My family's outside, if you go talk to them, they can give you some cash today."
Me: "I can't take cash."
Him: "Then they'll give you a check, then."
Me: "No, I can't take any money; I'm a Public Defender."
Him: "Oh Man!....[pause].... I thought you was a lawyer!"
Update: for those of you coming from ambivalent imbroglio, I've geeked out on this subject before, trying to answer the same simultaneously sad and funny/ laugh so as not to cry issue ai raised.