Hmm, not good.'

Not a single thing on display interested the forensic detective. Aside from his cherished bracelet, Apollo's not really into any other trinkets or figurines. She should had figured that coming to the trinket shop was a waste of time.

It was when she decided to leave the place that her eye caught on to the ever mystifying wooden lotus along with its grand jewel - the same one that was sitting in their room. The giddy girl blushed and smiled as she recalled the treasured memory of Apollo confessing his feelings after presenting her with an equally impressive replica, just because Ema said she liked it during their very first outing together.

Sighing dreamily at the memory, Ema resolved to find the perfect gift for Apollo, not just for nostalgia's sake, but because she wanted to do something nice for him since he had been such a good boyfriend. However, the only problem was to figure out what gift he'd liked. Asking him directly would just ruin the surprise, and while Apollo was most definitely be satisfied with what Ema got for him, she preferred something that he absolutely loved.

Walking along the busy bazaar and passing by several shops, the frustrated girl still couldn't make up her mind. Obviously, the most logical answer to her actually-not-that-big-of-a-problem was to ask his foster brother and little sister figure. But the thing was, Ema's not really comfortable at discussing her personal life with the serene prosecutor monk, nor couldn't she count on the little magician to keep it a secret. Thus she's on her own.

Then, when the local hustle and bustle of the lively market brought her out of her train of thought, Ema finally found the solution she sought for.

The familiar sound of rattling keys at the front door could only meant one thing. Mentally making sure that everything's in place, Ema then stood by the door and greeted Apollo home with her warmest smile.

"Welcome home, handsome."

The bewildered lawyer's eyebrows were raised in surprise at first, but then relaxed into a smile of his own when Ema wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Well this is a nice surprise," closing the door behind them, Apollo returned the embrace, "so what's the occasion?"

"You'll see."

Grabbing his hand, Ema lead him up the stairs and towards the living lounge, eager to see his reaction - and she was not disappointed.

"Wow... " Speechless, Apollo could only stare at amazement at her preparation - the lights were dimmed, instead several candles here and there illuminated the place, leaving warm orange sparkles around not unlike the twinkling stars on a clear night sky, all the while a collection of Lamiroir's melodies were playing in the background. Of course, the main attraction was at the dining table, where two very appetizing plates of spaghetti aglio e olio, a bowl of steamed dumplings and the familiar glass bottle of spirit were prepared. Finally, what candlelight dinner would be complete without the titular candles burning at the middle of the table?

"Ema, you... did all of this?"

"Why are you so surprised?" Crossing her arms, Ema mocked, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm heartbroken, Justice. You're acting like I never did something nice for you before. What exactly are you implying at?"

"What?! No! You're not - I mean - wait no, I didn't mean that. You know what I'm trying to say right? You don't? Uh, it's -"

It never got old, watching him got so flustered like this. It was just too endearing that Ema finally broke her facade and let out an evil smirk, only then did poor Apollo realized what happened.

"I fell right into that one, didn't I?"

"For someone with super sight, you sure are blind."

"You're an evil, evil woman, Ms Skye."

"You know you like it, Mr Justice."

"Like it? More like livid! Look out Skye. Here comes Justice!"

Before Ema knew it, Apollo had swept her off her feet, carrying her bridal style and then spun both of them around. She promptly joined in the fun, wrapping an arm around his neck and waving another on the air, all the while kept making silly noises as one would do when being spun around. Soon, both were dizzy. Apollo tried to make his way to the couch, but his strength gave away mid way instead, which lead to them crashing on to the floor rather ungracefully. When they had recovered and looked at each other, the playful couple simultaneously broke into an unrestrained fit of laughter, one that was full of joy and bliss.

Now there's the Apollo she fell in love with, and she didn't even need any of her scientific experiments to prove his love for her. Sometimes, the perfect gift didn't had to be, well, perfect. Sometimes, a simple dinner after a long day's work or just fooling around with your significant other could just fit the bill. Seeing how both of them were breathing hard from their shenanigans, Ema was convinced that it did the trick.

"Thank you, Ema. I really appreciate this."

"In that case I would like to be repaid in a lifetime supplies of Snackoos."

"Sorry, but that may be a bit hard."

"Well, perhaps I just had to make do with another kind of repayment." With that, Ema closed her eyes and leaned her face towards Apollo.

"Now that I can do."

Thus, Apollo obliged Ema and embraced her with a sweet lover's kiss, the one they shared so many times before, the one they never got bored of, the one they hoped to get more in the future.

"Now, let's eat, shall we?"

"I thought you never ask."