Shelbie sighed. "Are doomed yet?" She asked Edgeworth.

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"Ms. Kyoko, please call the Starlight Cafe for me." Miles handed Shelbie his cellphone. "Tell them to start preparing my tea. It should be ready by the time we're done here."
"On the day of the murder, my witness was selling newspapers at the victim's building. Please bring Mr. Frank Sahwit to the stand!" Payne announced.

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"Uhh...Ok." Shelbie was dumbfound. She took out her cellphone and dialed the number, she bent down so she wouldn't disturped to proceeding.

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"Mr. Sahwit, you sell newspaper subscriptions, is this correct?" Payne asked.
"Oh, oh yes! Newspapers, yes!" Sahwit stumbled.
"Mr. Sahwit, you may proceed with your testimony. Please tell the court what you saw on the day of the murder." The judge declared.
"I was going door-to-door, selling subscriptions when I saw a man fleeing an apartment. I thought he must be in a hurry because he left the door half-open behind him. Thinking it strange, I looked inside the apartment. Then I saw her lying there... A woman... not moving... dead! I quailed in fright and found myself unable to go inside. I thought to call the police immediately! However, the phone in her apartment wasn't working. I went to a nearby park and found a public phone. I remember the time exactly: It was 1:00 PM. The man who ran was, without a doubt, the defendant sitting right over there." Sahwit gave his testimony.
"Hmmm." The judge rubbed his beard. "Incidentally, why wasn't the phone in the victim's apartment working?"
"Your Honor, at the time of the murder, there was a blackout in the building." Payne explained.
"Aren't phones supposed to work during a blackout?" The judge asked.
"Yes, Your Honor... However, some cordless phones do not function normally. The phone that Mr. Sahwit used was one of those. Your Honor..." Payne took out a file. "I have a record of the blackout, for your perusal." He presented the file to the court.
"Now, Mr. Edgeworth. You may begin your cross-examination." The judge declared.
"Happily, your honor." Miles put on his showman's smile.

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Shelbie rose up again with a slight huff. She looked up at Edgeworth and smiled, showing that his order was in.

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((Woah! Missed alot! What's happening now?))

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"You say that you witnessed the defendant fleeing from the apartment, correct?" Miles asked. "But isn't a man leaving an apartment a common sight? I find it odd you would take notice of him..."
"Er... heh." Sahwit writhed in his seat. "I don't know. He just seemed strange to me, that's all. Like he was mad, and yet frightened at the same time. Just like... a criminal fleeing the scene of a crime!"
"And he must have been in a hurry to leave the door half open, right?"
"Yes, yes." Sahwit agreed. "I watched for a moment, but no one came to close the door.
"And that's when you looked into the apartment?"
"Well, the door was half-open, you see. Isn't it only human to want to... peek? We climb mountains because they are there! It's the same thing."
"Truer words have never been spoken!" Payne exclaimed. "Anyone would look inside!"
"And that's when you saw Ms. Stone." Miles continued.
"Yes! I quailed in fright and found myself unable to go inside."
"So, then you didn't touch anything in the apartment?" Miles asked.
"Um, yes. I mean no! Nothing." Sahwit squirmed.
"Then you "thought" to call the police, but the phone in her apartment wasn't working."
"Yes. I mean, no, no it wasn't. Right."
"But you just said you didn't go into the apartment."
"Oh, oh, that? I can explain that! There was a cordless phone on a shelf in the entranceway. I reached inside and tried using that to call..."
"And the phone wasn't working, correct?" Payne smirked.
"Yes! I went to a nearby park and found a public phone." Sahwit put on a cheesy smile. "I remember the time exactly: It was 1:00 PM.
"You found the body at 1:00 PM." Miles tapped the side of his nose and smiled. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." Sahwit pulled at his tie. "It was 1:00 PM, for certain."
"I find that a bit hard to believe, Mr. Sahwit." Miles opened the manila folder in front of him and held up a document. "The autopsy says the death as at 4PM. There wouldn't have been a body to find at 1:00." When he said that Sahwit's face beaded with sweat.
"Oh, that! Oh, er..."
"OBJECTION!" Payne squeaked. "This is trivial! The witness merely forgot the time!'
"After his testimony, I find that hard to believe." The judge shook his head. "Mr. Sahwit... Why were you so certain that you found the body at 1:00 PM?"
"I.. er... well, I... Gee, that's a really good question!" Sahwit stumbled.
"Perhaps I can answer it for you, Mr. Sahwit." Miles suggested. "You must have heard the time."
"Heard?" Sahwit calmed some. "Why yes! Yes I did! I remember it clearly now! It must have been a taped recording or the radio!"
"No, that's not likely. There was a blackout at the time of the murder." Miles shook his head.
"I... well... urk!" Sahwit choked.
"No, if you heard the time it was likely from this." Miles presented the thinker to the court.
"Why yes! That clock! That clock went off just as I looked in! I remember seeing it on the desk!" Sahwit pulled at his collar.
"Now who said this was a clock?" Miles fiddled with the statue in his hands.
"W-why you did! Just now!"
"I said nothing of the sort." Miles replied.
"But! But it is a clock! See?! The neck is a switch. You just tilt it, and it says the time out loud!" Sahwit freaked. Miles pushed down on the head and the clock revealed itself.
"Well so it is." He examined it some. "You must have triggered it when you used it to hit Ms. Stone over the head." Miles said nonchalantly.
"W-what?!" Sahwit snapped.
"OBJECTION! CONJECTURE!" Payne screamed over the buzz of the court.
"Order in the court!" The judge demanded.
"You struck her with the clock, and the shock of the blow triggered the clock's voice!" Miles lost his smile and slammed his palms against the desk. "Something like that would leave an impression on a person, wouldn't it? You kill a woman and suddenly something just shouts the time at you. That's why you were so sure of the time of death, isn't it?"
"I... I...! That... that day... I... I never! Look... I... the clock... I heard, no! I mean, I saw...Saw... nggg! Gwaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Sahwit ripped off his toupee and threw it in Miles' direction. Miles ducked and it sailed over his head. From all the things he'd predicted about the trial this hadn't been one of them. It took a moment to get over the stun. Meanwhile Sahwit was still losing it. "Shutupshutupshutup! I hate you! I-it was him, I tell you! I saw him! H-he killed her and he should burn! Burn! Give him death!" The courtroom buzzed loudly.
"Order! Order in the court I say!" The judge banged his gavel until things settled.
"Your Honor, a-a moment please!" Payne sputtered. "There isn't a shred of evidence supporting the defense's claims!"
"Mr. Edgeworth, you claim the sound the witness heard came from the clock..." The judge declared.
"That's right, your honor." Miles nodded.
"Do you have any evidence?" The judge asked.
"Of course I do. I wouldn't have said it otherwise." Miles almost sounded offended. He sounded the alarm on the clock.
"I think it's 8:25." The clock responded.
"Mr. Payne, what time is it? And check your watch, please." Miles requested.
"Ah, well it's It's 11:25..." Payne got flustered. "But you can't prove that it was slow on the day of the murder!"
"Not slow." Miles shook his head and presented Cindy's passport. "Ms. Stone had just returned from Paris. There is a time difference between here and Paris by nine hours. The victim hadn't reset her clock since returning home. That's why the time you heard when you struck her dead in her apartment was wrong." Miles replied. Sahwit yanked further on his collar. Then he began to foam at the mouth and fell to the floor. Something else to catch Miles off guard.
"Well, in light of recent events this court finds the defendant, Mr. Larry Butz not guilty." The judge banged his gavel. "Court is adjourned."
Miles started to regather this things as the bailif dragged Sahwit away.

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[OOC: The first court case. It's over though.]

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((I'll come in later......))

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Sheblie was shocked from the events that was unfolded in court. "Great job, Mr. Edgeworth!" She said excitedly with a large smile.

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Miles set all of his things gently into a suitcase. Things could have gone better, but then with Payne as the prosecution there was never any challenge. The suitcase clicked shut when he was approached by a very happy Phoenix.
"Hey! You did it! That was great!" He looked like he was on the verge of giving the man a big hug. The only thing stopping him was the cold look he was getting from Miles.
"I wanna die!!!" Larry wailed.
"Lar, Edgy just got you out of jail!" Phoenix smiled at the exuberant blond.
"I don't care! I just found out that the woman I love hated me!" He exclaimed.
"Really? That's not how I figure it." Nick picked up the thinker statue. "I mean, this thing is really bulky and sort of heavy."
"Yeah, Nick. You said that when I made it. Way to rub salt in a wound, dude." Larry glowered.
"No, I mean, I'm just saying that it's not really something you want to go out traveling with, you know? And she must have because she set it for Paris time." Nick shrugged. Larry's eyes got wide and as they filled with tears the light made them sparkle.
"You mean." His lip quivered.
"Oh god. Uh, know what? I bet she hated your-" He was tackle hugged by a weeping Larry. "Edgy!" He yelled for help.
"You brought it on yourself." Miles said with a small smirk and walked past them.

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Shelbie was by herself watching the men have their 'happy time'. She chuckled when she saw Larry hug Phoenix.

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"Are you coming, Ms. Kyoko?" Miles lifted an eyebrow at her while he stood at the exit.

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Shelbie sighed and nodded. "Coming." She said, wlaking over to Miles. "Those two are... Interesting." She said.

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Miles didn't answer her verbally, but he was smiling as they walked out.

The Starlight Cafe was somewhat crowded, but when Miles walked in a pretty young thing gave him an enthusiastic wave from the counter.
"Morning, Mr. Edgeworth!" She smiled brightly at him. "I put the tea at your table!" Miles nodded at her and went to an exceptionally clean table by the window. He sat down.
"You didn't order anything for yourself?" Miles asked before taking a sip.

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"Uh, no I didn't." Shelbie said, waving up one hand with a smile. She sat down and looked at the table then out the window.

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Miles also stared out the window while he drank. He wasn't really looking at anything out there, it just came off less creepy when he lost himself in thought while looking at something that would normally be passively gazed at. This was also the same reason he went to movies.

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"So... Is Larry always this way...?" She asked, kinda cirouse to his acting that day.

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"How did Nick put it?" Miles said breathily and had another sip. "Only on days that end in Y."

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Shelbie smirked and raised up an eyebrow. "Mmhm." She said nodding slightly. "everyday then."

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"I recall him being a bit more somber when he's drunk, but that's usually before he erupts in apologetic tears about being a waste of life." Miles almost sounded as if he agreed with that statement.

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Shelbie chuckled a little. "He needs a hobby then." She said shaking her head.

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"Oh he has one." Miles almost rolled his eyes.

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"Um... Girls?" Shelbie asked, remembering him freaking out about Cindy.

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Miles nodded.

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"Hmph. He needs more of life than a hobby then." Shelbie muttered, shaking her head in pity.

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Miles agreed, though you couldn't really tell from his face.
"Watercress sandwich, Mr. Edgeworth?" Asked the girl from the counter who had somehow ninjad her way to their table. Miles nodded, but when the girl turned to leave he reached out and grabbed her sleeve. This made the girl turn bright red.
"Aren't you going to take the lady's order?" He wondered.
"Oh...y-yes sir." She smiled and turned to Shelbie.

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((I'll step in as Mia. ^.^))

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((OOC: Sounds cool to me!))

Sheblie smiled lightly. "I'l take a club sandwhich." Looking down to the floor.

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Mia strode into the cafe, looking for an open table. As she saw Miles, a slow smirk tugged at her lips and she walked over to thier table. "Miles! It's been a while."

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Miles looked up from his tea and put on a polite smile.
"Hello, Ms. Fey."

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"Hello." Sheblie said smiling big at Mia. 'A fey... Eh.' She thought to herself.

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"Ms. Fey, this is Shelbie Kyoko, my new aid." Miles introduced. "I met Ms. Fey on a case. Well more like she forced herself upon me when it was given to me instead of her."

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Mia shook her head, still smiling, "Be nice, miles, you know I had my reasons for being involved. It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Kyoko."

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"Yes." Sheblie said looking at both of them. 'Hmmm...' She thought.

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The girl returned with Miles sandwich and smelling strongly of flowers.
"Yours will be just another minute." She told Kyoko sweetly. "Oh, do you want something, ma'am?" She asked Mia.

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Mia took an empty seat at the table, "Some Chai tea, if you have it."

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"Yes, ma'am." She nodded and walked off.

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Shelbie leaned back in her chair taking a deep breath.

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Nick waved at Miles from the other side of the window. When they made eye contact Nick went around and entered the cafe.
"Hey, Edgy!" He greeted happily.
"Where's your shadow?" Miles asked before sipping his tea. He wasn't really looked at Nick as he spoke.
"At a bar hitting on some chick." Nick shrugged. "Um, hello, Ms. Fey." He smiled at her.

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