[In the offices of the Wright Anything Agency, Phoenix Wright was currently tinkering with a toy piano when Apollo walked in. There was no case to work on at the moment; but Phoenix thinks he knows what's on Apollo's mind.
After all, a certain old friend had called out of the blue to talk to Apollo and Trucy. There was no mistaking what it was about. Phoenix gave a knowing smirk as he heard Apollo enter, while keeping his gaze fixed on the tiny pink piano.]
bring me justice
After all, a certain old friend had called out of the blue to talk to Apollo and Trucy. There was no mistaking what it was about. Phoenix gave a knowing smirk as he heard Apollo enter, while keeping his gaze fixed on the tiny pink piano.]
So, Apollo.
How did it go, seeing Lamiroir again?
[Or should I say, Thalassa?]