"That man is not having an affair with Mrs. Chisholm."

Adrian blinked rapidly, shaking her head, "How can you be so sure?!"

Franziska clenched her jaw, "Honestly, Adri… Just look at him. Does he look like a man to sleep with a married woman?" She paused, continuing in a hesitant whisper, "Or any woman?"

"Oh…" Adrian grew quiet, "You think he's…you know…"

Nodding, Franziska bit her lip, "I'm not one to assume too much about that aspect of someone, but… this guy is a walking stereotype."

Adrian placed her hand near her chin, glancing between Enrique and Franziska uneasily, "How can we prove it, though? I mean, it's not like we can ask him…"

"I can only think of one way, and it's not very dignified…" Franziska sighed, "…We'll have to see if we can make him be interested in us. If he does like us, then we lose… But if he doesn't… That means that Mrs. Chisholm's so-called 'motive' isn't probable anymore."

There was a shocked moment of silence from Adrian, and eventually the words settled in for her and she just stared at Franziska with wide eyes, "Y-You're kidding! Is there something up with you?! The real Franziska would never resort to using her looks to prove a point!"

"Well, I have some disappointing news for you, Adrian Andrews…" Franziska said lowly, taking off her jacket and throwing it on a nearby bench, "Even I don't know who the real Franziska is anymore. This could as well be who she is now."

Adrian grew quiet at that, still unable to believe it, "...I'm concerned."

Untucking her tank-top and rolling it up to show her midriff, Franziska just laughed lazily as she shook her head, "That makes two of us…" She mused before she straightened herself out and fixed her pants, "So, how do I look?"

"Like a high school flunk-out who just stumbled out of the pit section in a Gavinners concert." Adrian commented, raising her eyebrows, "This might actually work."

"Likewise." Franziska grinned a bit, "It's a plan I came up with." Her gaze floated about, looking for some sort of plan of action, and soon she spotted a water fountain, focusing on that, "…Here goes nothing."

Walking directly towards the water fountain, Franziska held her chin high yet maintained a careful view of Enrique. She couldn't help but smirk slightly to herself for her ingenious plan, but as soon as she got within a foot from the water fountain, she was so rudely cut off by Enrique himself. Outraged, Franziska placed her hands on her hips as she waited, and seeing as Enrique was taking an eternity, she started to tap her foot on the tile impatiently.

Enrique heard Franziska tapping her foot against the floor, and slowly he stood up after drinking and he slowly wiped his mouth, staring Franziska down balefully the entire time. "Don't stomp your little last-season Jimmy Choos at me, honey." He snarled in his accented English, spinning on his heel and walking off.

Franziska growled at that, shouting after Enrique as he walked away, "These aren't last season! I got them last week!"

"At what, Goodwill?" He shot back before breaking out into a laugh at his own joke.

Muttering something presumably profane in German, Franziska started after Enrique but Adrian managed to grab ahold of Franziska by wrapping her arms around Franziska's waist before she could lunge at him, "Don't attack the witness!"

Franziska fought against Adrian's hold, but eventually she gave up– though, that didn't mean her rageful scowl went away, "…I think that proves it. He knew which designer my shoes were and he's got a mouth on him… God, if only I had my whip…"

Adrian grimaced at the thought of Franziska with a whip, and slowly she started to drag the other woman away, "…O-kay… Let's report back to Phoenix before somebody gets killed…"

"And just what do you two think you're doing?"

Franziska groaned at the voice, recognizing it instantly. She looked over to see Miles standing down the hall with Enrique at his side.

"That's them, Mr. Edgeworth. They were being quite annoying… Hmph." Enrique said, sending a smug smile towards the two girls.

"You have some nerve!" Franziska shouted, snarling, "How dare you snitch on me to my own brother!"

Enrique grinned wider at that, "Family, eh? Heh, well… I can say your brother got the looks in the family." He looked over at Edgeworth, quirking a brow.

"I'm adopted." Miles said simply, crossing his arms.

"That explains everything then…" Enrique snickered.

Miles let out a sigh, returning the focus to Franziska and Adrian, "Franziska… I thought you were at lunch with Amelia… And Adrian… You shouldn't be on this side the courthouse if you're supporting the defense. Should I be calling the bailiffs?"

Franziska shot a quick glance toward Adrian and whispered to her, "…Alright, on the count of three…we run." Seeing that Adrian nodded, Franziska continued, "One–"

Adrian had shot off at that point, leaving Franziska annoyed and in the dust.

"What are you doing?!" Franziska snapped.

Adrian was still running, "Getting a headstart!"

"GETTING A HEADSTART ON ME?!"

At that point, Adrian wasn't sure if she was running to avoid Miles or Franziska. She headed straight toward the defendant lobby, spotting Phoenix, Maya, and Erin. Hopefully Franziska wouldn't be dumb enough to commit murder with that many witnesses. Franziska walked in a few moments later calmly, as if the past few minutes never happened.

"Franzy…?" Maya tilted her head at the sight, "What are you doing here?"

"Saving your case." Franziska placed her hand on her hip, smirking, "Why else would I be here?"

Phoenix's shoulders slumped, "…To destroy it, possibly?"

Franziska's eyes flicked over towards Phoenix and shot daggers at him. The anger she showed seemed to be beyond mere annoyance from such a quip from him, so it seemed as if there was something beneath the surface there.

Phoenix, noticing this sudden tension, cleared his throat awkwardly and continued on, "What did you two find?"

Franziska clenched her jaw shut tightly, something which Adrian picked up on, causing Adrian to answer instead, "There's no way Mr. Argitakos is having an affair with Erin."

Maya blinked rapidly, "How do you know?!"

Franziska looked over towards Maya, her expression turning less aggressive because Maya was someone she actually liked, "It's simple, really. He's gay."

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"

Franziska looked around at all the shocked expressions she got, and she shook her head in disappointment, "Have you ever laid eyes on this man? If anyone abides perfectly to a stereotype, it's him. You should've known instantly. He even flirted with my little brother… I must crush him…"

Phoenix let out a pensive sigh, scratching the back of his neck while staring at the ground, "Well, if that's true… How on earth are we going to prove it?" When he was met with silence, he looked around, seeing that Franziska was blowing him off to instead look over her nails, "…Ms. von Karma. Ms. von Karma, I'm talking to you."

Seeing as Phoenix was having no luck with Franziska, Maya tried her hand at getting Franziska to speak, "...Franziska, do you have any idea how we're gonna prove that Enrique is a walking rainbow parade in court?"

Franziska quirked an eyebrow, averting her gaze from her nails to look at Maya, "Well, there's no way he'll admit it outright…at least, he wouldn't purposefully. Getting him to slip is the only way you can prove it in a court of law. Trust us, though… There's no way we're wrong about this." Franziska inhaled sharply, looking away bashfully, "...Besides. No one in the right mind would ever reject my advances, so it has to be true…"

Adrian placed her hand on Franziska's shoulder. Maya's jaw nearly hit the floor. At that moment, Erin finally inserted herself into the conversation, standing up from the couch and placing her hands on her hips, "You know what…" She said, nodding at Franziska in agreement, "He did leave a Cher CD at the pool one time. I see it now."

"See?" Franziska sent a hint of a smile Maya's way, "All you have to do is to get him to slip up, Maya. It's not impossible. A roundabout way of questioning is sure to do the trick."

Maya looked over towards Phoenix with an uneasy look on her face, but soon the bailiffs came in, signifying the end of the recess. Erin, Phoenix, and Maya left, leaving just Adrian and Franziska.

Adrian let out a bit of a sigh, and she kept her gaze mostly trained on the ground, "Thank you for busting us out of that one, Franziska… I know you hate aiding the defense, so I really appreciate it...for me and Erin's sake."

"I do hate aiding the defense…" Franziska agreed, though she soon caught her lower lip between her teeth for a moment before she continued, "But…if it's for you, I suppose I can suck it up."

Adrian smiled wide at that, "Thank you again." She took a moment's pause, an idea spurring in her mind, "Say… Do you want to watch the rest of the trial with me? I should be there for Erin, and since you're already here, I just thought…"

Franziska gave a wave of her hand, grinning a bit, "I'll watch. I can't exactly leave, anyways…" She glanced off towards the door Phoenix left by earlier, "…I don't trust him with this case. He's off his game. I don't want to see your friend convicted because of his foolishness. I'm not letting him out of my sight until I hear that 'not guilty' verdict."

There it was again with that strange grudge. Adrian just nodded slowly, thinking it best not to press on that topic. Instead she and Franziska just headed towards the viewing section of the courtroom.


"The prosecution may call its next witness." The judge stated.

Miles crossed his arms and closed his eyes. He had a feeling this was going to be one of those eccentric witnesses… "Bring him in…"

Enrique was led out to the witness stand, and there were whispers from mostly female observers in the public section of the court. The ladies were already taken by him…

"Honestly?" Maya whispered, scratching her cheek,"I don't know what everyone's going on about. He's not that great."

"Thank you for the commentary, Maya." Phoenix sighed as he shook his head.

Miles swallowed heavily, "…Will the witness state his name for the record?"

"Enrique." He said, voice suave and smooth, "But you can call me anything you'd like…" He topped it off with a suggestive eyebrow raised at Miles.

Maya's face fell into a deadpan, "Yup. Franziska was so right. I see it now."

"This is a joke." Phoenix said incredulously, "He can't possibly think he's convincing anyone here."

Enrique fixed his popped collar and low-cut shirt, enticing excited gasps from the female crowds.

Phoenix broke out in a sweat, hunching over, "…Dear god."

"Are those…" Maya leaned over the bench, narrowing her eyes, "…sequins on his shirt?"

"This is a mess. This is one big mess." Phoenix lowered his head into his hands.

Maya cringed the more she looked at Enrique, but she couldn't bring her eyes away, "…I think his chest is waxed."

The judge slammed his gavel to shut up the female masses, "Order! No fawning over the handsome witness!"

Phoenix groaned, "Not the judge too!"

"Witness," the judge carried on, "What can you testify to about this case?"

"The motive, of course." Enrique smirked devilishly, "You see, me and Erin were locked in a love affair after she stole my heart… We were planning to run away together."

"Lucky girl!"

"…Do you think he's single now?"

"I'm free at eight on Saturday, honey!"

From up in the viewing stand, Franziska shook her head as she looked around at the fawning women, "Seriously? I see nothing in him. Even if he was attractive, he drops from a ten to a solid zero once he opens his foolish mouth."

"Franziska, you think every man is a zero." Adrian laughed uneasily.

"That's not true." Franziska crossed her arms, "Scruffy gets a three for being so pathetic you can't help but give him a higher score out of pity."

Adrian pursed her lips, patting Franziska on the shoulder, "Because that's totally how the scale works."

Slamming his gavel yet again, the judge called court back into order, "Witness! Testify before these women start up again."

Enrique nodded easily, hands grabbing his collar, "Yes, Your Honor. It had to have been a year ago when I was first hired as the pool boy for Mr. Rodgers estate. I met Erin shortly thereafter. There was an instant spark, an unspoken attraction, a forbidden love… Soon those feelings became too much to bear and we went for it. As of late, she had been talking about running away together with Mr. Rodger's money… I thought nothing of it…that is, until the poor man was shot!" To end his testimony, he placed his hand on his forehead dramatically, causing yet another outburst from the women in the courtroom.

"He is lying straight through his teeth…" Phoenix sighed, clenching his fist.

"Rephrase that." Maya said in a deadpan, "Rephrase that right now."

Rolling his eyes, Phoenix then glanced up towards the judge for his cue.

"The defense may cross-examine the witness."

Phoenix nodded, moving around the bench, "Got it." He paused in the midst of the well, going over his questions in his head. He needed to get Enrique to slip, so he had to think of some sort of plan… "So, Mr. Argitakos… You claim that Mrs. Chisholm wished to run off with you with her husband's money, correct?"

"Yes. That is what I just said." Enrique placed his hand on his hip.

"I'm confused, though." Phoenix tapped his chin, "What you've said makes no sense. Mrs. Chisholm is rich in her own right because of her original fitness program. Why would she need to kill Mr. Rodgers to steal his money if she had her own?"

Enrique's confidence faltered, but he soon recovered, "It's obvious! She wanted to kill him so we could freely be together!"

"That's speculation, but whatever…" Phoenix let out a deep breath, switching topics, "This alleged affair with Mrs. Chisholm has been going on for…?"

"Five months."

"And your first name is…?"

"Enrique."

"And your boyfriend's name is…?"

"Chuck." Enrique said, smirk on his face. It wasn't until the entire viewing audience erupted with gasps and whispers did he realize what he just admitted to, "W-Wait!"

The judge sounded his gavel to shush the crowds, "Order! Witness, explain!"

"It's my English, I'm sorry!" Enrique said in a panic, though by slicking back his hair he regained his smooth style of speech, "I misunderstood. I thought you said best friend. Chuck is just a friend. Erin's the one who has my heart."

"You lying bastard!" A man in the viewing seats shouted, leaping out of his seat, which happened to be right next to Franziska's. He stormed out of the courtroom, leaving everyone to try and decipher what just happened.

"Well, that was fun…" Franziska snickered to herself, finger right below her chin.

Adrian smiled briefly, though her gaze flew over towards Erin in the defendant's chair. They were getting closer to proving her innocence…

The judge sighed, shaking his head, "Witness…you are dismissed."

Enrique looked worried, and he bolted out of the courtroom once being given the okay, shouting "CHUCK, WAIT!" the entire time.

Phoenix looked up at the judge, a proud grin on his face, "Seeing as the character witness to establish Mrs. Chisholm's motive has been disproven, I we're done here, Your Honor."

Edgeworth shook his head, a hint of a grin on his lips, "Do not forget, Wright, we have a witness who places Mrs. Chisholm at the scene of the crime. This trial isn't over quite yet."

Phoenix furrowed his brow, staring at Miles. Miles was right– they weren't done yet. Liza Rodgers still had yet to testify. Phoenix just hoped he could find a way to prove Mrs. Chisholm's innocence despite Liza…