The Global Studios Museum was quite nostalgic to Phoenix. The resemblance to the original television studio was uncanny; from the large Mr. Monkey statue adorning the entrance, to the familiar characters on posters all around, he couldn't help but be reminded of one of his first cases as a defense attorney.

"Gosh, this place sure does bring back memories."

"Have you been here before, Boss?" asked one of his employees, the young and exuberant Athena Cykes; she had offered to assist him with the investigation.

"Well, not here specifically, but I've been to the original Global Studios television studio."

"Geez, everyone seems sorta… wigged out. Isn't this just a theft? I didn't think it would be that big of a deal."

The museum's staff had been bustling around at a feverish pace, walking back and forth between exhibits and speaking with police. Athena's sharp, blue eyes watched everyone intently.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. But it was a pretty important item that was stolen, at least to them."

"Hey, about that… What was stolen anyway?"

"A guitar… I believe it was the Jammin' Ninja's gui-"

"WHAAAAAAAAT?!"

Phoenix nearly fell backwards from Athena's ear piercing shout, "Whoa, Athena! What was that for?!"

"The Jammin' Ninja's guitar was STOLEN?! C'mon, Boss! This is no time for dawdling; let's do this!"

Athena immediately started running towards the Jammin' Ninja exhibit, her fists clenched tight, and her long ponytail fluttering in the breeze. Phoenix quickly followed after and abruptly stopped at the entrance. His young employee seemed to be in an argument with a person that Phoenix didn't recognize. He was a young man with neat, styled, light brown hair and a smug look upon his face. His jacket was a fierce fiery red and his pants a deep royal blue. Phoenix would have noticed the prosecutor's badge on his lapel first, if it wasn't for the baton the young man had been waving around.

"Whaddya mean I can't investigate?! I'm the defense in this case! Well, technically my boss is… but I'm assisting in the investigation! So I should totally be able to go in there right now!" Athena shouted, pointing towards the inside of the exhibit.

Unfortunately the man seemed to be ignoring her, slowly waltzing with his baton until he finally spoke, "Who are you, again?"

"Athena Cykes! Did you even hear a word I said?!"

"Something the matter, Athena?" Phoenix had suddenly appeared by her side, rubbing the back of his neck in confusion.

"Why hello," the other man interrupted, "you must be the defense in this case! Phoenix Blight, was it?"

"Uh, actually it's Wright."

"Well Mr. Blight, it's an honor to finally meet the defense!" he bowed, "My name is Sebastian Debeste, the best prosecutor for the job!"

"Hello Prosecutor Debeste…. I'm Phoenix Wright."

"No need to introduce yourself again," he smiled.

Again? I didn't even say my name! Phoenix thought.

"Anyway, I just finished up investigating. Feel free to look around, but I'm warning you, my logic is already flawless!" Prosecutor Debeste beamed.

"Really…?" Athena asked, dumbfounded.

"Indeed! Absolutely imperfectible!"

"Does he mean impeccable, Boss?" Athena whispered to Phoenix who simply shrugged his shoulders in response.

Sebastian proceeded to retract his baton and walk confidently away from the scene. Athena shook her head and placed her hands on her hips, "Well, now that he's gone, let's get investigating!"

"Something tells me he'll be an interesting opponent in court, tomorrow…" Phoenix noted.

The two defense attorneys entered the exhibit and surveyed their immediate surroundings. It was concluded that there was only one entrance, and one way for the criminal to escape with the guitar. There were also multiple cameras, and with an item that size and shape, it would be near impossible to hide.

The room was a rectangular shape, covered from floor to ceiling in posters, props, and merchandise. In the center of the room were several glass cases, one of which was empty.

"Hey, Mr. Wright, think we can check this for prints?" Athena chirped.

"Not until a detective gets here, but that does sound like a good place to start."

"Hm, I wonder if Detective Skye is in charge of this case…"

"SORRY I'M LATE, PAL"

Both Phoenix and Athena suddenly jumped at the echoing shout, the latter nearly bumping into the display case. A tall, scruffy-looking detective with a long, green coat stood tall and saluted the two attorneys.

"There was a bit of traffic on the way," he laughed nervously, "but your old pal Detective Gumshoe is here to help!"

"I guess that means Ema won't be here," Athena crossed her arms.

"Hey Detective, good to see you again," Phoenix smiled.

"You know him, Boss?"

"Oh is this one of your subordinates, Mr. Wright," Gumshoe exclaimed," Nice to meet ya! The names Dick Gumshoe."

"Hiya Detective! I'm Athena Cykes."

"Detective Gumshoe, think you can check for some prints for me?" Phoenix asked.

"Oh forensics already checked the whole place, pal. Here's the report," Gumshoe handed over papers that had fingerprints of everyone near the scene at the time of the crime, as well as fingerprints that were on the glass display case."

"Alright," Phoenix began, "According to the report, the prints on the glass belong to… Anna Yin and Dorian Cale, as well as one unidentified set."

Athena pondered for a moment, "So we have three possible suspects, now. We should probably have a word with them."

"Yeah," Phoenix brought his hand to his chin, "Athena, think you can investigate here with the detective, while I go meet with the witnesses?"

"No problem, Boss! You can count on me!" She excitedly punched the palm of her hand and smiled.

"Thanks, Athena. See you later Detective."

Phoenix waved at the two and exited the exhibit. He looked down at the list once more.

"I should probably start with this Anna Yin person, she seems to be nearby." He called a nearby cab and journeyed to Anna Yin's place of residence.