"Pal! DO IT!"
"Detective… I cannot! It is too difficult for me."
"JUST DO IT!"
"Gumshoe I simply can't."
"Don't let your dreams be dreams…"
"Miss Faraday, don't encourage Detective Gumshoe."
"Yesterday, you said tomorrow. Just do it! Make your dreams come true, sir!"
"You two simpletons are going to be the end of me!"
"Just… fff! DO IT!"
"Detective Tyrell… I implore you to control Miss Faraday."
"Some people dream of success. While you're going to wake up and work hard at it! Nothing is impossible! You should get to the point where anyone else would quit and you're not going to stop there."
"Lang! You are not serious? It's merely inhumanly possible."
"No! WHAT are you waiting for!?"
"Franziska? Not you too!"
"DO IT! JUST DO IT!"
Edgeworth felt the words of encouragement. If even Franziska believes it is possible, then there is a chance. 'Perhaps I can do this!'
"Yes you can! Just do it! If you're tired of starting over… stop giving up…"
The Prosecutor felt the fire in his heart finally raced throughout his body as he gained the confidence his friends bestowed. He took the hose and plunged it in his mouth. Faraday opened up the valve to an enormous tank filled with gallons of Edgeworth's favourite brand of tea.
"CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG!"
The next morning, the whole team stared at the prosecutor, almost overlapping his hospitable bed from the innumerous gallons he ingested of that herbal beverage. A doctor came into the room with a thick file of x-rays taken to see the damage Edgeworth's enormous antioxidant filled gut.
"Is he going to be okay, doctor?!" Kay hurriedly demanded.
"Well…" The doctor raised his glasses to his eyes, further pulling up the x-ray photograph to the light. "Mr. Edgeworth is perfectly fine. I see no problem or any internal damage despite his enormous weight. We'll just have to wait… HAHA!"
Edgeworth grumbled at the terrible pun the horrid doctor had just made.
"Now if you'll excuse me…" The doctor moved through the room to get a cup from the cabinets and further heard a small twist of metal light a faucet. Unable to see the doctor at the moment, the team waited until the doctor reappeared behind the Edgeworth balloon.
He handed detective Lang the pungent sweet beverage. "Here you are."
"Where on Earth did you get that?" Franziska commanded.
"All that matters is that it'll keep you on Edge." The man guffawed before running out the door.
"Not that bad…" Lang gestured as he took a sip.
