"And now...the perfect opportunity presents itself. At last I shall have my revenge!"
"What!?"
"Merry Christmas." Yanni Yogi drew a pistol from the coat of his pocket and fired. Miles braced himself, felt nothing, but heard a splash.
"...You...missed me!? How could you miss me!? I'm standing three feet in front of you! Are you retarded?! You're supposed to be a defense attorney and you can't point straight!? Dur dur dur! My name is Robert Hammond and I'm retarded! Dur dur dur! Seriously, how could you..."
"STOP MAKING FUN OF ME!!!" With that, Edgeworth heard another gunshot and the other man fell back into the lake.
"A little sensitive, are we?"