The low hum of Los Angeles traffic could be heard from the open windows of the Wright Anything Agency. The only person remaining in the office was the establishment's owner, Phoenix Wright. For some odd reason, crime rates seemed to increase with the temperature. Phoenix spent the warm summer evening sorting through case files and arranging his schedule to meet with clients. The sound of shuffling papers was followed by a small sigh of exasperation as he tapped the desk impatiently. After all the years of being a defense attorney, reading through tedious, lengthy documents never got any easier, or any more entertaining. It never was. Perhaps a bit more organization would make it less frustrating, though. As his eyelids grew heavier, he leaned back in his chair. A quick power nap never hurt anyone, he thought.

Before he could even get a chance to close his eyes, the Steel Samurai theme emanated from the files on his desk. He quickly dug through the papers until his cell phone came into view. He hit the green answer button and raised the phone to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Is this Phoenix Wright?" said a familiar voice.

"Yes, that would be me. Who is this?"

"Thank goodness, pal! It's me, Detective Gumshoe!"

"D-Detective?!"

"You would not believe how long it took me to find your number. This whole time I thought your name was Phoenix Right! Without the W!"

You mean to say, that in the near decade you've known me… you didn't know how to spell my name?!

"A-Anyway, pal… I've got an emergency! Oh gosh this is bad...this is real bad…"

"What's the matter Detective? What happened?"

"Well, y'see, someone I know got arrested! But she's totally innocent; you hafta defend her!"

Phoenix glanced at his mountain of case files and sighed.

"Listen, detective… I'd really like to help you out. But I'm flooded with work right now. I don't think I can take up more clients anytime soon. Aren't there any other defense attorneys available in the district?"

"Trust me, no one's taking up this case anytime soon. The evidence is real incriminating. But I know you'll be able to get that acquittal, pal!"

"What exactly are her charges?"

"So you're defending her?! You're a real lifesaver! Anyway, she-"

"I never said I'd defend her! I just asked what the charges are!"

"C'mon, pal…"

"You can 'C'mon, pal' me all you want. I already told you, I literally don't have the time to be taking up any new cases…"

"Alright, alright I get it…"

"Thanks for unders-"

"So you won't do it for my sake. That's understandable… but what about Mr. Edgeworth, huh? Would you really refuse to defend one of his closest friends?"

"She's… a friend of Edgeworth's?"

"Didn't I mention that?"

"No... Is she a prosecutor or something?"

"Not all of Mr. Edgeworth's friends are lawyers… She's a thief!"

"A thief…?"

"Yeah, that's what I said."

"I'm assuming she was charged with theft?"

"How did you know?!"

"Lucky guess…"

"So are you defending her or not?"

"Detective Gumshoe… You just called this woman a thief, yet you still want me to defend her?!"

"Oh! Well… she's not that kind of thief!"

"What do you mean by "that" kind? What other kinds of thieves are there?!

"She steals the truth, pal!"

"The truth?"

"It's complicated… Please, pal. Just say you'll defend her! She means a lot to Mr. Edgeworth..."

Phoenix sighed for what seemed like the millionth time that evening. He pondered the detective's request for a moment. Should I take the case? The detective sounds so worried; but then again, I'm not the only defense attorney in the world. But if no one else will take it… He probably won't stop bothering me either.

"It looks like I don't have a choice, do I?"

"You mean you'll do it? You'll defend her?!"

"I'll meet with her. We can discuss the case then… but not until tomorrow, Detective."

"Man, oh man, I really owe you! Kay's gonna be thrilled to hear this. Seeya later, pal!"

"Goodbye, Detective."

Phoenix hung up the phone and leaned back once more in his chair.

Man, I really have to learn to say no sometimes… But I guess if she's a close friend of Edgeworth's, she must be trustworthy.

"Kay's gonna be thrilled to hear this."

So her name's Kay, huh? Did you have a girlfriend I didn't know about, Edgeworth?

Phoenix laughed at the thought and checked the time. It was almost nine o'clock; Trucy's magic show would be over anytime soon. He would have to leave now if he didn't want to miss a taxi to the Wonder Bar. His daughter wouldn't be happy if he showed up late to pick her up… again.

Maybe I should look into buying a car for once…