Courtroom 5, 12:56PM

Franziska banged her fist on the bench. "Mr Wright, you are being foolish!"

"Oh really?" he smirked, his expression saying all Franziska wanted to see.

"Yes!" she answered angrily. "It is irrelevant, whether the panties have anything to do with the rape and murder!" (Had to do it. It was late at night when I wrote this, anyway.)

"Oh. Really?" he said stubbornly.

"YES! REALLY!" she yelled.

"Ms von Karma! Calm yourself!" the Judge called from his desk.

"He is being foolish, Your Honour." She said, her face now contorted into a smirk. "And for that, he must be penalised."

She whipped him. Hard.

"Now, watch me win a case." Phoenix whispered to Maya, who was channelling Mia.

"I've seen you do it a million times before, Nick." Mia answered, yawning. "But not against Franziska. She must be new on the scene!"

"Nope…she's been a lawyer since she was 13," Phoenix said, blinking. "OBJECTION!"

"Mr Wright?" the Judge said, giving Phoenix that curious look.

"THAT GUN DOESN'T HAVE MAYA'S FINGERPRINTS ON IT!" Phoenix yelled.

"I agree," Franziska said, smiling. "But who's fingerprints were on the gun? Morgan's? Mimi's? Dr Turner's?"

"Uh…it was Mimi's." Phoenix guessed, shrugging.

"Very good. But," she smiling even broader. "Mimi's dead, it's not possible. Unless, when Maya was channelling, her fingerprints change."


Defendant Lobby 2, 2:34PM

Phoenix smirked. "Looks like I win. I guess I'll see you at 4?"

Franziska frowned. "Yes."

She walked away, Edgeworth by her side.

"What's up with him? Did you make a bet with him?" Edgeworth asked.

"No, no Miles." She smiled. "Things just worked out perfectly for me."


Franziska's Apartment, 4:00PM

Franziska sighed as she paced her office. Should I lie? Should I back out? I've never been more confused!

A moment later, there was a knock on the door. It was Phoenix. She answered the door with a smile.

"Come on in." she said warmly.

They sat on her midnight blue couch. Phoenix grinned.

"You know what we agreed on." He said.

"Fine. But I explain first." She answered.

"Go ahead."

"Well, here goes." She breathed. "When I first saw you, I thought you were a fool, then I saw how you won. It wasn't full of arrogance, but full of modesty. That's why I agreed to this. But I only call you a fool because…" she trailed off.

"Because what?" Phoenix asked.

"Because I love you." She said quietly.

"What?" he said. He could have sworn he'd heard the word 'love'.

"I. Love. You." She smiled.

"Not…possible…" he trailed off.

"How is it not possible? Why else would I have agreed to kiss you?" she smirked. "Now that I'm comfortable with it, the feeling's…welcome,"