IC Inbox [Cerealia]

[bewrightback]

"If you're looking for Phoenix Wright, you've called the Wright number! Leave a message after the beep, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"

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[psycholawgy]

I don't really know, okay, Mr. Wright?! But... But Simon makes me feel warm inside.

... Was it like that when you had a girlfriend?

[bewrightback]

[There's a nostalgic smile on his lips, as he thinks back to a simpler time... a simpler time that wound up actually being infinitely complicated.]

...Yeah, Athena, it kind of was. That's what it feels like... when you like something like that.

[psycholawgy]

It's so weird, Mr. Wright.

It feels nice, and my heart just flutters every time I'm with him, but-- it's still weird! I'm not used to it!

[bewrightback]

It can be weird, too. It must be even moreso when it's with someone whom you've known as a friend for so long.

If you give it time, maybe you will get more used to it. Then, whatever you do with these feelings... You can make sure that they're on your own terms.

[psycholawgy]

Don't ever, ever, ever tell anybody about this!

[bewrightback]

[He chuckles and shakes his head.]

Your secret's safe with me, Athena. You can calm down now.

[psycholawgy]

I can't believe you! Your Psychedelic locks are such cheats.

[bewrightback]

It's about as fair as using a Mood Matrix...

[psycholawgy]

No way! At least mine's backed up by science.

[bewrightback]

But I'd say it's a little lacking in spirit.

[psycholawgy]

So, anyyyywayyyyyyy! Trucy's birthday!

[bewrightback]

Right. [He folds his hands together.]

February 2nd. Don't forget. I want us all to do our best to make this the best birthday a magician could ask for in an alien world.

[psycholawgy]

Are we going to have a party?

[bewrightback]

That's right, Athena. I want it to be happy as possible.

[psycholawgy]

Where are we holding the party?

[bewrightback]

It should be right here at the apartment, just like that new years party.

[psycholawgy]

Alright. Leave the cake to me.

[bewrightback]

[He gives an impressed whistle.]

The cake, huh? That's a big responsibility you're taking on. But if you think you can handle it, I know I'll trust you with it, Athena.

[psycholawgy]

I'll get it from the cafe. I'm not baking it.

[bewrightback]

Alright. As long as Trucy loves it, that's what matters.