Hershel Layton was organizing his cluttered office. He had left nearly everything in unorganized piles for several months. It didn't seem very gentleman-like to work with his office in such conditions, and that wouldn't do at all. He put all of his books on shelves
and put all of his papers in neat stacks.
As soon as he finished, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." was the professor's response.
On the other side of the door was his apprentice, Luke.
"Professor, i-it's an e-emergency!" he exclaimed.
"Settle down, Luke." responded Layton, "Just what is the matter?"
"I-it's Emmy." responded Luke, "She told me to go get you."
"And what exactly is the emergency?" asked Layton, confused.
"I honestly don't know all the details." answered Luke, "She just said to hurry and get you!"
"Luke!" responded Layton, "Why didn't you just call?"
"The phone wasn't working," responded Luke, "so I ran all the way here!"
"Well then," responded the professor, "why don't we head her? It wouldn't do to keep a lady waiting."