The clock on the wall ticked loudly, and Miles Edgeworth was spacing out. He tapped his pen against the table slowly, thinking about the case instead of writing the case up. That was, until there was a knock on the door, and without waiting for an answer, Gumshoe burst through the door.

"! Sir!"

Edgeworth snapped out of his trance and began to write again, just seconds before the door opened. Gumshoe took several deep breaths before slamming his hands on Edgeworth's desk. Edgeworth gently wiped the ink from his pen before setting it down, and then looked at Gumshoe who towered above him.

"Is there something you need Detective?"

Gumshoe pulled back and then played with the pencil behind his ear.

"Well, you see sir, it's midnight!"

Edgeworth glanced at the clock as he talked, and it was indeed midnight.

"I figured I'd come and get you sir! I thought we could go out to dinner together . You know, to celebrate a case closed! And it's my treat!" he poked his chest with his thumb. Edgeworth tabbed the desk.

"Detective, do I look stupid to you?"

Gumshoe bit his lip.

"What was that sir?"

Edgeworth sighed and rubbed his tired eyes.

"The last time you treated me to dinner, you lied to me about having a full wallet, and forced me to pay. Of course, I docked then difference from your pay, but it was hardly punishment enough now was it?"

Gumshoe whimpered a little.

" sir.. I told you.. my wallet fell out my pocket along with my police badge… please sir..You gotta believe me.. "

Edgeworth stood and walked over to the coat tree, taking off a slim brown coat and pulling it on. Gumshoe watched him uncertainly.

"S-Sir…? Sir, I haven't eaten anything other than packet noodles for three weeks… I really did want to have dinner sir!"

Edgeworth fixed his collar and then looked his detective friend and sighed.

"Detective, I am not taking you into any restaurant dressed as you are."

Gumshoe paled and suddenly looked himself over.

"What's wrong with how I look?"

Edgeworth grabbed a hat from the top of the coat tree and stuffed it on Gumshoes head.

"Detective Gumshoe, you look as though an unruly child who refuses to wash up before dinner."

Gumshoe frowned a little and played with the tattered old hat Edgeworth had graciously gifted him with after a particularly horrifying case.

"But sir.. I don't make enough to buy fancy clothes…"

Edgeworth ignored him, seeing as it probably was his fault the good (if he could be called that) detective was poor. He found his wallet and made sure he had it.

"Alright, if dinner means that much to you, let's go out and have dinner."

Gumshoe was suddenly all smiles. He threw his arms around Edgeworth and hugged him tight, before suddenly lifted him off his feet and swinging him about.

"Oh, sir you're so kind! I'm so lucky to have a boss like you!"

Meanwhile, Edgeworth struggled violently against him.

"N-Nghooohhhhh! Detective Gumshoe, you will put me down this instant!"

Gumshoe let him down, tears budding in his eyes.

"W-What did I ever do to get such a good boss like you ?"

He wiped his tears on his sleeve, and Edgeworth's eye twitched. Him? A good boss? Clearly he would have to teach Gumshoe a lesson. After all, your boss was someone to be feared, not your friend. He sighed and gave Gumshoe a tissue, which promptly lead to loud nose blowing, as per the usual. Gumshoe handed the tissue back to Edgeworth, who gingerly used a pencil to push it into the trash.

"T-Thanks .." He said with a smile.

Edgeworth rubbed his eyes again, sighing softly. Why must everyone he know be so… high maintenance? He sighed and walked over to the door, closing the lights.

"Come on Detective, before I change my mind."

Gumshoe saluted vigorously.

"Yes sir!"

Then, with dexterity unbefitting of one so huge, Gumshoe jetting out of the room, eager to join his best friend for dinner.