Dahlia and Phoenix left Gourd Woods and minutes later they stood outside the boat rental shop. Phoenix tested the doorknob and the door swung open. Inside were Kay and a gray man with a tattered lilac coat. The man seemed to be swaying as if in a daze. Kay, on the other hand, looked both bored and frustrated.

"Meg, did I ever tell you about the time you ran loose in the Wet Noodle and nearly turned it upside-down?" the man said.

"Yes, 4 times," Kay said. "Could you tell me about the incident that occurred a couple nights ago instead?"

"But this is my favorite story," the man said.

"Are we interrupting something?" Dahlia said.

Kay brightened up. "Hey guys!"

"Who's that?" the old man said, looking surprised.

"Dahlia Fey," the defense attorney said.

"Phoenix Wright," Phoenix said.

"Greg, Dollie, is that you?" the old man said.

"What?" Dahlia said, recoiling in surprise. "Dollie?"

"Uh, Greg?" Phoenix said.

"It's always nice to see my favorite niece and nephew," the old man said.

"… Uncle… Don't call me Dollie please!" Dahlia said. "I hate that name!"

"Hey, why are you complaining?" Phoenix said. "At least he was close with you."

"I hate the name Dollie okay? I have my reasons," Dahlia said impatiently.

"Now now Dollie, calm down," the man said.

"If you're going to call me Dollie, then call him…" Dahlia pointed at her assistant and tried to think of a nickname. "Feenie!"

It was snowing outside the temple, like usual. Iris sat with Sister Bikini as they ate a hot meal together. Suddenly, Iris felt a disturbance in the air. "Achoo!"

It was dark and unwelcoming in the dank cell. "But I didn't do it," someone said with the voice of a hurt young lady.

There was a mirror above the small sink, and it showed the young lady's face. Tears welled in her eyes, and she touched her chest protectively. Two braids crowned her head. The face in the mirror twisted, and then burned red. The young, innocent features turned demonic and spiteful. Yet it was the same face.

"I did it."

Kay started giggling.

"Feenie?" Phoenix said incredulously. "That's just stupid!"

"Stupid says what?" Dahlia said impulsively, unexpectedly pulled back into reality.

"What?" the man said.

Phoenix caught himself just in time. Kay stared at Dahlia curiously.

"Please don't call me Feenie, Dollie," Phoenix said. "I think I prefer Greg."

"I prefer Greg too," Dahlia said. She then noticed Kay. "What?"

"Are you okay?" Kay said. "You looked like you spaced out for a minute."

"I'm fine," Dahlia said dismissively. You know, I wonder what that was all about.

Kay didn't look convinced.

"Stupid says what?"

"What?" Phoenix said, looking around.

The man, who had somehow fallen asleep, snapped back into attention. "Who?"

Everyone's eyes fell on a brightly colored parrot, which was now fluffing her feathers.

"Ah, hello Polly," the man said.

"Hello, hello, squawk!" Polly said.

"A talking parrot," Kay said. "Cute!"

The young girl stepped over to Polly. "Hi there!"

The parrot said nothing.

"You have to say her name Meg," the man said. "Hey Polly."

"Hello!" Polly said.

Kay giggled and played with Polly.

Now's a good chance to get some info out of this guy. Dahlia faced the old man. "So I take it you run the boat rental shop around here?"

"You sound like all those crazy kids who come here," the man said. "They're all 'We want to rent your boats.' Don't they know this is a pasta shop?"

"I'm sorry a what?" Phoenix said.

"Feenie, you know as well as anyone this is the Wet Noodle," the man said.

The more we talk to this guy the less suitable he seems for the witness stand. Or society in general. Dahlia cleared her throat. "R-right."

The old coot was getting into it now. "Why just the other day some little punk was here asking to rent a boat. There was even an old gentleman with him supporting him on it. Honestly I think he'd gone senile or something!"

Hypocrite alert. Wait, a punk and an old guy... Dahlia put her hand her pockets. "What did these guys look like?"

Dahlia was surprised to see the old man had fallen asleep. "YO! Wake up!"

She snapped her fingers and the caretaker woke with a start. Just as quickly as he awoke, he calmed down and regained his sleepy I-had-way-too-much-to-drink image.

"So as I was saying," the man said. "I want to get your opinion on something. You see, I had this idea to get the pasta part of the Wet Noodle more business. If you want to rent a boat, you need to order something first. What do you think?"

Dahlia's face fell. "I think your noodles are undercooked."

The caretaker dozed off again.

"Grah!" Dahlia exclaimed. If this keeps going I'm going to start spouting nonsense about a pasta shop!

"We're not really grabbing his attention are we?" Phoenix said.

"Any other brilliant deductions?" Dahlia said.

"Is there anything we can show him to make him listen to us?" Phoenix said. "Like, I don't know something shiny?"

"Like my shiny Axew?" Dahlia said.

Phoenix face palmed. "Yes, that's exactly what we need."

"Okay, okay," Dahlia said.

"Why don't you show him your badge?" Kay said, scratching Polly under her chin. "I bet Dollie isn't an attorney."

"Not bad," Dahlia said.

The defense attorney flashed her badge and snapped her fingers again. The caretaker woke up and mumbled something about indigo ravioli. He lazily blinked a couple times and suddenly paused, staring gat Dahlia's lapel. At least, I hope that's what he's staring at.

"Is that an attorney's badge?" the caretaker said wistfully.

Mentally, Dahlia pumped her fist. "Yes, it is."

"You're not my Dollie!" the caretaker said, shaking his fist at the defense attorney.

"That's right, my name is Dahlia Fey. And my partner here is Phoenix Wright," Dahlia said. "We're here because of the murder that took place. You are a witness, are you not?"

The caretaker took a minute process everything. "Yes I am."

"So, you were saying earlier that on the night of the murder two men rented a boat correct?" Dahlia said.

"You bet, Dollie," the caretaker said.

Dahlia bit her tongue. Later. The defense twisted a lock of hair around her finger. "Was one of them the victim?"

"The old man? Yeah, him and the snarky young man that did him in," the caretaker said. "What was his name?"

Kay giggled. "Hey Polly, looks like he's forgotten something again."

Polly squawked. "Don't forget DL-6!"

"DL-6?" Phoenix said, confused.

"That sounds like a case file number," Kay said, equally perplexed. She turned to the caretaker. "What's that about?"

"Zzzz…" the caretaker snored.

"Okay I've had it with this loon!" Dahlia said.

"You said DL-6 was a case file, right?" Phoenix said.

"Well, it sounds right," Kay said. "I've never actually heard of a case called DL-6 though."

"Maybe your uncle knows," Dahlia said, mulling it over.

"It's worth a shot," Phoenix said.

"You sure you're not scared?" Dahlia said.

Phoenix laughed. "I'll make it."

Dahlia, Phoenix and Kay left the boat rental shop and walked to the public beach.

"Uncle Edgey!" Kay said, waving at the detective.

The young girl ran up to Edgeworth, who was smiling at the sight of his 'niece'. "Ah, Kay. Did you talk to the witness?"

Kay saluted. "Yes sir! And I confirmed that he is absolutely nuts!"

"You might want to leave that out of the report next time pal," Edgeworth said. He looked past Kay and right at the defense team. "Let me guess, you spoke with the witness as well."

"How'd you guess?" Dahlia said.

"Just a hunch," Edgeworth said.

"Well don't worry, 'Uncle' didn't tell us much," Phoenix said.

"Uncle, huh?" Edgeworth said.

"Yep. I'm his niece, Dollie. And this is his nephew Feenie," Dahlia said.

"Feenie?" Edgeworth said, with a bigger grin than Dahlia thought was possible for the stuffy detective.

"Don't laugh," Phoenix said; a warning in his tone.

Edgeworth bit his lip. "O-of course not… F-feenie."

The detective covered his mouth, but everyone heard him chuckling. "That's worse than Keith."

"I said don't laugh," Phoenix said.

Edgeworth cleared his throat. "Excuse me one moment."

He stepped down the walkway that leads to the entrance of the park/lake. Everyone could hear him laughing.

"Excuse me one moment," Phoenix said, rolling up his sleeves.

Phoenix disappeared for a couple minutes. Dahlia and Kay were unable to take their eyes off the pathway the two men had taken. Suddenly Edgeworth bolted into the view with Phoenix close behind.

"Is it funny now?" Phoenix said.

Edgeworth turned his head. "Yes!"

Phoenix sped up a little, and they both crashed into the lake.

"You know, I need more girl friends," Dahlia said.