~Ema~
~Ema~
*ring* *ring*
"Uh...so early...it's only 5am..." I complain as I answer my cellphone.

"Office. Now. Murder at Gatewater Hotel lobby. Be there in 10 minutes," a voice nagged.

I grimace as I end the call.

I get out of bed, pull on some clothes and my lab coat, my glasses, my stuff, a bag of snackoos, and I hit the road.
~end~

Gatewater hotel lobby

~Klavier~
I'm in a murder scene, and right now I'm checking the body for a murder weapon. Where's that fraulein detective? She's late.

"Could you please not call so early...?" a voice complained behind me.

Ah. The fraulein's here.

"Forgive me, Fraulein, it was an emergency. You were the only detective with time on their hands." I smirk.

The fraulein's going to get mad, I know. But I just can't help teasing her.

"Wh-what do you mean TIME ON THEIR HANDS?!" the fraulein's mad.

It's obvious from the way she's munching on her little snacks.

"Let's get to investigating, ja? The trial's tomorrow." I smile at her.

"Ugh!!!" She walks off in the other direction.

I can't seem to understand why, among so many girls that fall all over me...Why is she the only one...that I can't charm?

Ach, I must be losing my charm.

"Prosecutor Gavin? We found a possible murder weapon," a female police officer tells me.

"Ah, thank you, beautiful Fraulein. Will you kindly bring it over to that detective over there who's in a bad temper and ask her to check for prints? Thank you." I tell her in my sweetest voice with my sweetest smile.

"Ah-ah, yes." The police woman blushes and hurries to the other direction.

Ah, I haven't lost my touch.
~end~

Gatewater hotel, Victim's room.

~Ema~
That stupid jerk! I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!!!

"He drives me nuts!" I shout as I throw what my hand was holding into the trash can out of rage.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" I shout desperately as I look at my precious snackoos bag in the trash.

Now look what he made me do!
Ugh!!!

"Ah, excuse me, Detective Skye...? Prosecutor Gavin told me to bring this to you to check for prints." The mere mention of his name made the police woman blush.

And she calls herself police?

Geez.

"Alright. Give it to the forensics team." I pout.

He KNOWS I can't do that kind of thing since I'm not forensics...(the last time I tried to, the chief caught me and deducted my pay...) he KNOWS I like doing this kind of things...He KNOWS it''ll drive me crazy when I tell her to bring it to forensics since I WANT TO DO IT!!!

"KLAVIER GAVIN I HATE YOU!" I scream as I stomp my foot on the floor and walk to the wall to examine the gunshot marks.

My voice echoes through the hallway.

Hopefully, it'll reach him.

"I heard that, Fraulein!" Klavier shouts jokingly .

"I KNOW AND I DON'T CARE! I HATE YOU!" I scream louder.

"THANK YOU!" He shouts again, sounding like he's laughing.

"I MEAN IT!" I shout even louder.

"LOVE YOU TOO!" He shouts back.

"ARGHHHH! SHUT UP!" I scream.

This is gonna be one heck of a day.
~end~

The next day...Ema Skye's house
~Ema~
*beep* * beeep*

I hit the snooze button on the alarm and stretch.

I'm still sleepy...Have to get up though, the trial's today.

I ruffle my hair as I get out of bed.

Hm...my hair feels weird... so...soft...? Must be the new shampoo Lana bought.

I stagger to the bathroom, half asleep.

I rub my eyes in front of the mirror and open the faucet.

I splash some water on my face.

I reach for a towel to dry off and face the mirror again.

"..."

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
~end~

Meanwhile,at Klavier Gavin's house...
~Klavier~
My eyes open and I see sunlight out.

Time to get up.

I do the usual routine:
1. Eat breakfast.
2. Voice warm up.
3. Take a bath.
4. Dry hair.
5. Clothe myself.
6. Leave.

So, I walk to the kitchen and toast some bread. I take out the jam from the fridge and put some on the bread.

I eat it quickly and drink some water.

Voice warm up time.

Yesterday I used "My boyfriend's a prosecutor" as my warm up song, so now I'll use "Guilty love."

"Don't you regret these days we've had? baby, Don't you want these hands to hold you tight, guilty love..."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" My voice sounds horribly, horribly wrong!!!

I must be dreaming...this is a dream right? How can MY PERFECT voice sound like this?!

I rush to the bathroom to check the mirror to see if my throat's swelling.

"..."

"ACHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

I must be...dreaming...

*ring* *ring*

My phone's ringing...but this is hardly the time to worry about that...

But...I have to call the fraulein...to check if I'm dreaming.

I pick up the phone.

"Ja...?"

My voice sound weird! HER voice saying "ja" is just... ...

...

Kind of lovely...

"JA?! THAT'S WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY?! JA?!?!?! WHAT IS HAPPENING?! WHY AM I YOU?!?! WHY YOU OF ALL PEOPLE?!!" I'm...hearing my voice...?

"Ahhhhh! please don't shout! Don't strain my voice, whoever you are, please..." I beg, restless.

My beautiful voice can NOT be damaged.

"WHOEVER I AM?! I'M EMA!!! EMA SKYE!!! WHY AM I YOU?!?!" my voice shouts at me.

"Y-you're...the fraulein? so...I'm you, and you're ... me...?" I ask.

"YES!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME, YOU, YOU...YOU GLIMMEROUS FOP!!!" "she" shouts.

"Please don't shout, I'm begging, Fraulein." I tell her.

My voice sounds so feminine. I'm not used to it.

"Okay, okay I'll stop shouting, but Klavier, what do we do?! There's a trial today, and...and...and... and...!" ...Am I dreaming, or am I, the fraulein... THE fraulein, crying and asking me for help..?

"Klavier...what do we do...?" My voice crying is something I haven't heard in a while.

"Fraulein, relax. We'll think of something, but first we must meet up somewhere. How about Tres Bien?" I ask.

"...Ok. Wait, how am I supposed to change clothes? ...HEY! DON'T YOU DARE...!" the fraulein sounds like she's blushing.

"How about I go to your place? I blindfold myself and you help me change, and vice-versa. After all, we'll be seeing our own bodies...?" I ask.

"..F-fine...Don't you even DARE do anything, you hear me, Klavier Gavin?!" She threatens me with my voice. Nice.

"Ja, ja." I end the call.

I smile as I stare at "myself" in the mirror.

This is going to be fun.

I walk through the hallway to find my coat, when I pass by the calendar.

"Concert tomorrow..." I read.

"AHHH! CONCERT TOMORROW!" I shout.

On second though, this wouldn't be so fun after all.
~end~[spoiler/]

[spoiler=Chapter 2 - Nightmare in the courthouse]~Ema~
~Ema~
"Where is that glimmerous fop?!" I complain out loud.

It's been 30 minutes and he's not here yet!

...

When you think about it... I'M the glimmerous fop now, technically.

I mean, I'm in HIS BODY.

This is killing me.

I'm just walking around my room, waiting for Klavier to show up.

I never imagined that ever in my whole life I would be waiting for him like this.

I even cried in front of him! Ugh.

*ding dong*

Oh, he's here.

When I open the door...I am lost for words.

"Wh...wh-...wh...wh..." I stutter in astonishment.

"What?" Klavier, who sounds like me and looks like me, asks as he steps in to my house.

"Wh...WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" I scream at him.

"Ah, sorry, Fraulein, I don't know how to tie hair, you see, as I'm a guy. So I just left your hair down like that. And it looks better that way, actually. You look really pretty this way." He smiles at me.

Looking at myself smiling at me with my hair down was killing me.

No one EVER saw me with my hair down, not tied in a half ponytail.

"COME HERE!" I shout as I grab his hand and pull him to a chair.
~end~

~Klavier~
I don't understand why the fraulein's so upset.

How am I supposed to know how to tie hair, ja?

Now she's pulling me to a chair.

Wait...

She's holding my hand?

I admit I'm quite enjoying this.

"What are YOU smiling about?!" The fraulein shouts at me as she pushes me to sit in a chair.

"Ah, nothing," I reply.

Now the fraulein's tying my hair. Well, HER hair, to be exact.

"I have a few rules, okay? Number 1. NEVER leave my hair like that in public! ALWAYS TIE IT! Number 2. You are NOT allowed to take any clothes off! Number 3. NEVER EVER speak German in public!" She nags at me.

"Ja, Ja...But I don't know how to tie hair, Fraulein. And how am I supposed to take a bath?" I ask her, laughing.

"Then...then... from now on you're living here! So I can keep an eye on you and make sure you don't do anything stupid," she tells me.

Ach...? I'm gonna live...here? In the fraulein's house...???

"Whatever you say, Fraulein." I smirk.

"Hey, can you lend me your clothes?" she asks me.

"Why?" I answer.

"Hah. Unless you want me wearing GIRL'S clothes in public, in YOUR body?" She laughs.

"Ach, ja, ja. I'll go get some clothes, I'll be back," I tell her as I stand to leave.

"Get some things, too. You're staying here for the meantime." She tells me.

"Ja," I reply as I leave the room.
~end~

A few minutes later...

~Ema~
Darn it...I can't understand any of this, how am I supposed to prosecute today?!

I'm reading the victim's report and the defendant's.

I called the Prosecutors' Office a while ago and asked for a switch in prosecutors. No go.

They said I had to do it.

So, here I am, studying...

Wait, who's the defense in this case..?!

Oh shoot. It's Apollo Justice!

I have the worst luck. He's good! I'm gonna lose this trial!

"Fraulein, I'm here." Klavier calls from downstairs.

"Come up and help me with these stupid files!" I shout.

In a few minutes, he comes up.

"Here, clothes," he says as he throws a whole bag at me.

"Uh, thanks. Hey, Klavier, the Prosecutors' Office told me I have to prosecute today!" I panic.

"Calm down, Fraulein. I'll be there beside you to guide you, don't worry." He smiles.

"But, you're...Me!!! Ema Skye can't stand by the prosecutor's side!" I shout.

"Then I'll disguise myself." He smirks.

"But..." I stammer.

"Don't worry, Fraulein. Leave it to me, ja? I'll tell you whatever you need to present or object to during court. Just follow what I say," he says.

"Um...okay," I say.

Well, at least I don't have to worry about that now.

The trial's in 1 hour.

Gotta hurry.

"Oh, Fraulein?" he calls.

"Yeah?" I say.

"Make sure to use a little bit of German and try to talk like me, ja?" he says.

"Yes, yes," I reply as I head to the bathroom to blindfold my eyes to change.

This is gonna be one heck of a nightmare.
~end~

30 minutes later, Courthouse, Prosecutor's lobby

~Klavier~
We head into the Prosecutor's lobby to meet with the witnesses.

There's a man named Larry Butz here, with Detective Gumshoe.

Unfortunately, they were the only witnesses we could find.

"Heeeeeey...I think I've just died! and You're...my angel! My sweet angel! Want to go on a date?" Larry, was it? Asks me.

"Hello, Larry," I say.

Ema was staring at me, signaling me to tell him "no".

"That voice...I'm sure of it! It's Detective Skye, pal!" Dick shouts in astonishment.

"WHAT?! That angel is the detective that was throwing some sort of chocolate at me yesterday?!" Larry cries.

I couldn't help but smirk. This disguise wasn't working, but it was only because of the fraulein's voice that they recognized.

I let Ema's hair (which is my hair right now) loose without any ties and curled it a bit with the help of her sister, Lana (who thinks that I was going to a party, she thinks I'm the normal Ema) and put on a skirt and a blouse.

At first the fraulein objected to this, but I told her it was the only way I could help her in court, so she allowed me.

I admit, she does look prettier.

"Ah, shhh, keep quiet!" I tell Larry and Dick, who were shouting in the Prosecutor's hall.

"I need to help Mr.Gavin with the Prosecuting today, so I disguised myself, okay?" I say to them.

"Please don't tell anyone..." I try to put the cutest pleading voice I can, and throw in some puppy dog eyes too.

"Of- of course, pal!" Dick blushes.

He's blushing, Achtung!

"Anything for my angel!" Larry says as he is practically sparkling.

"Ema, time to go, ja?" Ema tells me in pretty good German, as she pulls me to the courtroom.

"I told you not to exaggerate things!" she whispers to me.

"Hahahaha, I couldn't help it." I laugh quietly.

This is one dream come true.
~end~

Courtroom no. 2

~Ema~
The trial's starting, and I'm sweating bullets.

I glance to my side, and I see me.

Well, it's Klavier in my body.

But I can't say it's exactly ME, since my appearance looks so much different from before.

"The trial of Maggey Bryde is in session." The judge pounds his gavel.

"The defense is ready," Apollo, in his rolled up sleeves and red vest says confidently.

Trucy's not with him today.

Aw man...aw man...aw man...What am I gonna do...?

Klavier nudges me.

"What?" I whisper to him.

"Ehem. Mr.Gavin? Is the prosecution ready?" The judge asks me.

"Uh..I.." I stammer. Oh no. I'm blanking out.

Klavier suddenly holds my hand and squeezes it.

"The prosecution is ready, Your Honor," Klavier suddenly says.

"Oh, and who are you?" the judge asks Klavier.

"Ah, I'm Mr. Gavin's...support, for today, and also his girlfriend," he tells the judge.

Phew I'm saved..

Waitaminute...Did he say, GIRLFRIEND?!

I shot him a wide-eyed look and he smiles at me, still holding my hand.

"I-hey, I.." I stammer at him.

I guess it's fine since nobody recognizes him as 'Ema Skye'...

"...Ema..?" a voice stammers.

I turn to look at the direction of the voice.

It was...

Apollo...?

"Is that you, Ema?!" He slams his hands on the table and leans forward.

"What, that young lady is Detective Ema Skye?" The judge looks clueless.

"Ah, Apollo, long time no see." Klavier smirks at him.

Oh shoot. Apollo recognized him.

"You're with...Klavier now?!" Apollo asks.

"Uhm...I..." I was about to answer him when Klavier cut me off.

"Well, yes. For now." He smirks at Apollo.

"Your Honor, can I request... a recess?" Apollo says to the judge.

"Well, we haven't even started, but...Does the prosecution have any objections?" The judge asks.

"We have no objections, Your Honor," Klavier answers for me.

"Well, this court is now in recess for 15 minutes."

Apollo jumps out of the Defense's table and suddenly grabs my arm and pulls me out to the Defendant's lobby.

"We have to talk, Gavin." He tells me.

This is one nightmare I have a feeling I won't be waking up from.
~end~

~Ema~
Apollo looks furious.

He’s pulling my arms too tight.

“Ow, ow, ow! Steady on the grip Apollo!” I comment.

“Apollo? What’s wrong with you, Gavin? You never even called me by name, and you’re not speaking German gibberish.” Apollo eyed me suspiciously.

Uh-oh.

Gotta make a come-back comment quick.

“What’s YOUR problem, Herr Forehead? Your forehead’s bigger and shinier than usual today,” I say with the most smug tone I could possibly do.

“Why you-“ Apollo growls.

“Why did you call me out here, Herr Forehead? We have a trial going on inside, Nein?” I say.

Apollo took a deep breath.

“Ema,” he said.

“Wh-what?” I stutter.

Damn, did he recognize me?

Does he know?!

“What did you do to Ema?” Apollo glared at me.

“What did I do to…What?” I stared right back at him blankly.

“Ema! She never…looked like…THAT before! I mean, don’t get me wrong and all, but she never cared about how she looked like! Now she’s…she’s….” Apollo stuttered.

“She’s what…?” I ask.

“Gorgeous.” Apollo blushed.

“WH-WHAT?!” I protest.

Oh man, am I dreaming?!

“Look, she was supposed to have breakfast with me this morning. But she didn’t show.” Apollo placed his hands on his waist, clearly angry.

Oh shoot.

I forgot about that.

“Um…uh…Achtung, how do I fit into all of this nonsense…?” I try to say clearly, but miserably fail as I blur out the words.

“She was with you, wasn’t she?!” Apollo argued.

“…N-nein!” I retort.

“You don’t lie very well, Gavin.” He eyes me suspiciously.

“What did you do to her?! She never liked you! She always called you a glimmerous fop! She was supposed to be…” Apollo suddenly became quiet.

“Supposed to be…?” I ask.

“Supposed to be…with ME!” Apollo shouted.

WHAT?!

He thought…

I liked him…?!

And...

He likes ME?!

“Um...uh…” I couldn’t say anything. Just stutter.

“You ruined my life!!!” Apollo slammed his fists on the wall to my right and left.

Oh man.

I’m trapped.

Help someone please!

I'm still. I can hardly breathe.

What does Apollo want from me?!

Someone...

Help...

“Apollo, why don’t WE talk?’ a voice said from behind Apollo.

“E-Ema!” Apollo started to back away.

Klavier grabbed my hand and pulled me to him.

“Look, Apollo, I’m… flattered, for your feelings, but back then, I wasn’t interested in any men, okay? I just realized my love for Klavy here recently.” Klavier smiled.

Yes, yes, correct.

Wait,

Did he just say…

MY LOVE FOR KLAVY?!

WHAT THE...?!

I glared at Klavier and tried to nudge him.

“I’m sorry, Apollo… but…what about Vera?” Klavier said.

Apollo was apparently very hurt.

“Vera…?” Apollo repeated.

“Yes, Vera.” Klavier said.

“What about her?” Apollo asked.

“She likes you, ja?” Klavier asked.

“Um...yes? Wait…Did you just...Say...‘ja’?” Apollo eyed Klavier suspiciously.

Oh, shoot.

STUPID KLAVIER!

“Um, no, you must be mistaken,” I quickly say.

Apollo eyed both me and Klavier suspiciously.

Just then, Apollo took something out of his pocket.

“Ema, look, snackoos. New flavor. CARAMEL. Look, they’re GOLDEN!” Apollo said to me.

“OH, MY GOSH! THAT’S LIMITED EDITION!” I quickly said and grabbed it from his hand.

I’m in love.

CARAMEL SNACKOOS!!! <3 <3 <3

“Gotcha!” Apollo smirked.

I looked at Klavier and he face-palmed.

“Ema, I knew it was you! You’d never get Klavier as your boyfriend!” Apollo says to me.

Oh, shoot. Did I just do what I think I did?

“You fell for his trap completely, Fraulein…” Klavier said, still doing his face-palm.

“I suspected as much. I knew you weren’t Klavier… because you gave off a very…Ema-ish aura. And my bracelet was telling me something, too. So I gave it a little test. Good thing I brought the caramel snackoos today.” Apollo winked.

He WINKED…?!

“No wonder you were facing me when you showed the bag…Normally, you would be facing...that way…” I point to Klavier’s direction.

“Now that I know YOU’RE Ema…” Apollo said to me.

“Who are YOU?” Apollo faced Klavier, who was in MY body.

Klavier chuckled.

“Herr Forehead, I suggest you think before you open that big mouth of yours, ja?” Klavier laughed.

“Why you-…it was you all along!” Apollo shouted in anger.

“Let’s settle this like men, shall we? Since you’re so angry, Herr Forehead Big-mouth…Why don’t you punch me? Let ALL YOUR ANGER OUT.” Klavier smirked.

A vein popped on Apollo’s head.

Oooohhh. He finally snapped.

Apollo was about to punch Klavier when he stopped right in front of Klavier’s face.

Klavier chuckled.

“What now, Herr Forehead?” Klavier asked.

“You’re unfair! ‘Let’s fight like men’ my butt!” Apollo complained.

Klavier laughed.

“I knew it.” Klavier said.

I have NO IDEA what’s going on here.

“How am I supposed to punch you when you look like…Ema?!” Apollo shouted.

“I know.” Klavier laughed.

“’Fight like men’ my butt!” Apollo shouted.

When will this day ever end?!
~end~

the next day
Ema's and temporarily Klavier's home...

~Klavier~
The trial ended up being postponed. Ach.

Looks like we're safe...

But not in terms of that herr forehead.. Looks like he has a "thing" for the fraulein.

He's trying to get the fraulein to go on a date with him right now.

"Please, ema...???" herr forehead is begging to 'ema' who is in my body.

I laugh silently.

It's....weird, ja?

Herr forehead is asking ME out on a date. Well, that's how I see it, anyway.

"NO! Are you crazy?! I look like KLAVIER now!! How can I go somewhere with you?!" the fraulein shouted.

"Well...You're a boy right now, so it won't be weird if two boys go out, right?" Herr forehead suggested.

"I disagree. What If someone sees you or catches you, herr forehead?" I chuckle.

"You just disagree because you're jealous." he countered.

"I disagree, because the idea is seemingly stupid." I throw back at him.

"You think it's stupid, because you never got a date with her." He smirked.

"I never got a date with her, because I never bothered asking." I growled.

"You never bothered asking because you know she'll say no anyway." He laughed.

"I- I never-" I muttered.

Achtung. I'm out of arguments.

"SHUT UP!!!" the fraulein shouted at both of us.

"Look, Me and Klavier can't go anywhere right now, ok, Apollo? Plus, I don't plan on going anywhere either." The fraulein sighs.

"On the contrary, fraulein, we have a concert today." I reply.

"WHAT?!" The fraulein and herr forehead shout, wide-eyed.

"I have a concert today. But seeing as I'm you right now, fraulein, you're going to have to do it." I smirk.

"But- but- but I CAN'T SING!" The fraulein complained.

"Oh, I don't believe that, fraulein. I've heard you sing a couple of times, and it was lovely." I smile.

"Graaaah..." Apollo growled.

"What are you growling for herr forehead?" I smirk.

"Sh-she can't....she can't .....

...


LET ANYONE ELSE HEAR HER BEAUTIFUL VOICE!" Herr forehead shouted, with I believe he said with his "chords of steel" or something to that matter, as he blushed.

tsk tsk tsk.

Jealousy will eat you up, herr forehead.

"KLAVIER!!!" The fraulein shrieks at me.

first time I heard her shriek that loud and desperately.

"Look, teach me. NOW." The fraulein looks at me with a VERY intense gaze.

"T- teach you what, fraulein?" I ask.

The art of dancing?

The art of holding hands?

The art of hugging?

The art of Kis-

"HOW TO SING, DUH!" The fraulein interrupted my thoughts.

I turn slightly red. What was I thinking, ach!!!

"Ah, y-yes, yes... But I have nothing to teach you, look, try to sing a few verses." I encourage.

The fraulein looked cautiously to her left and right.

Finally she started singing.

That cold look on your face... seems like you're a little dazed. My baby don't you think that this love, was all messed up? Come back to me and i'll make you forget, the feeling of emptiness and regret. I'm dying, just to hold you in my arms. Let's forget about the past, don't dwell on memories, forget the guilty love you once had." The fraulein sang quite nervously.

I was... amazed.

I looked at herr forehead and his eyes were as wide as mine.

"Was I ... that bad?" The fraulein looke sad and ruffled her (my) hair.

"N...nein. That was...amazing." I manage to say.

"h-he's right." herr forehead looked dazed.

"Well, just a few more rules, fraulein...

1. Try to look... HOT. Because, You are in my body, and my body is Hot. Ja?"

The fraulein raised her brow.

I go on and continue.

"2. Smile once in awhile.

3. Use the german accent, ja?

4. FLIP the hair. That's why I got bangs, achtung, baby!

5. Try moving once in awhile, not so stiff, ja?

6. lastly, remember, you're a BOY, ja? If fans talk to you, act like a boy. Flirt, mingle, smile, attract." I smile at the fraulein.

"...okay..." The fraulein looked a little dizzy.
~end~

~Ema~
That glimmerous fop just gave me a BUNCH of things to memorize!

How am I supposed to do that!!! Urrrggghhh!

"Here, practice on Herr forehead. Pretend he's a SHE." Klavier laughed.

"H-hey! Apollo complained.

Well, might as well give it a shot if I want to make this work.

"How are you doing, fraulein?" I smile at Apollo.

"Did you enjoy the concert?" I flip 'THE HAIR'.

Apollo looked dumbstruck.

Klavier nudged him.

"Ah! uhm. erm... Y-yes, very much..." Apollo blushed.

Wait did he just BLUSH?! HE's talking to A GUY!!!!!

"Achtung, baby! I'm gald you did, fraulein. I dedicated the concert to a beautiful frualein such as yourself." I smile even wider.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT MYSELF TO SAY THAT.

Apollo blinked and turned even redder.

Klavier started clapping.

"Bravo, fraulein! Bravo!" Klavier laughed.

"Erm..." Apollo looked at me.

I guess I though we were still in the whole "charade" game.

"Yes, fraulein?" I ask.

"Will you...kiss me?" Apollo asked.

... silence.

"NO!"

I was supposed to say that. I though I did say that... but it looks like someone else beat me at saying "No"....?
~end~