1983, when I was in 2nd/3rd grade, but close enough. ;)

Uhhhh....let me look on the back of this envelope here. Might say.
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"Nonya".
Huh. Weird.
Wait...you mean you old guys were actually young once like me?! O_o
Well, if you read a few posts back, it's really mainly my fault. The prosecutor I hired can't join us and the moment, and so, being unprepared for this, I had to make the court call a recess. I'll PM everybody once the new prosecutor shows up and the evidence has been presented.

Nah.

(Sevendust - Denial)

In German it`s "Weißwurst". :-)

And in English, it's just awful. I never sausage an off-putting dish.

Hm, this makes no sense!

saw such

sausage

_____

So anyway, when does some shit happen?

*shrug*

A tall, wiry looking man enters the court room, briefcase at his side and spectacles on his nose. He walks to the prosecutor's desk and quietly draws a sheet of paper from it before turning to address the room.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, audience members. The primary prosecutor has been...detained. I have been asked to fulfill certain contractual obligations in the meantime. An opening statement has already been prepared, and I deliver it to you now:

We will introduce witnesses who will testify to Mr. Krypsyn's jealous rages. Indeed, the victim told friends they were going to be meeting that night and she was afraid. Krypsyn arrived at Darleen's prepared for murder. It took him only a minute to do it, using a knife from the kitchen. We will show how, after brutally stabbing her to death, Krypsyn set up the bathroom sink to overflow, knowing that this would cause the body to be discovered. And why did he want it discovered so quickly? Because at that particular moment, he had an alibi. Mr. Krypsyn, you see, works as a projectionist in a movie theater only a few steps from Carlton Towers. Between changing reels, he had twenty minutes, plenty of time to sneak out and run through the apartment tower's rear entrance, using the key Ms. Dangerifeld had given him just a month before. Minutes later, he was back in the privacy of his booth, where he had another full hour before his break, all the time he needed to clean up and dispose of his bloody clothing.

Thus ends the opening statement. I wish you wisdom in discovering the truth concerning this man's heinous crime, and I hope you see that he needs to be locked away.

The man quietly takes a seat, pulling some additional papers from the briefcase and settling down to examine them.

So

A) Doorman is indeed the right place to start, and
B) Archie almost certainly did it.

Considering the victim was planning to see and talk to the killer that evening, the whole key bit is irrelevant as she would have let him in regardless.

Just sayin'. I know Krypsyn shot a man in Reno just to watch him die, but in this case he's innocent.

(sarcastically) What bloody clothing?
Was any blood at all found in the project booth or on my client?

No. Ms. Dangerfield did not ask my client to her apartment that evening.

Why would she?
He was working.
No one saw him leave the theater or enter Carlton Towers.
And as for having access, so what?
The doorman had keys to her apartment. So did the downstairs neighbor.

All the Prosecution has is the hearsay of a friend who said Ms. Dangerfield was meeting her boyfriend.

Is that enough evidence to convict a man of murder? I think not.

Also, may as well set the case to music:

Jealous man kills woman he's obsessed with with knife (Version with Jon Langford and Sally Timms is better, but not on youtube) Darleelilah?

Rebuke of murder ballads to balance things out.

How lovely.
Now if the prosecution can just present the witness.
I'm sure the judge will ask for silence when the prosecution is ready.

Update: Added a description of Mr. Wyrm to the OP.