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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[fairbrook]

[She answers in an immediate blunder.]

N-no--! Nothing of the sort!

[Embarrassed, Integra takes a moment to compose herself, softly sighing:]

I just thought we might spend time in each other's company is all.

[THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE SUPPOSED TO DO WITH EACH OTHER, RIGHT? And not confine themselves to their apartment for nearly a month... making the minimum amount of contact to the outside world when it becomes a requirement.

Integra pls.]

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[bewrightback]

[His eyes widen at the sudden answer. Then he just looks on with a sheepish smile.]

Right. Um... Sure, well that doesn't sound too bad. Just like... friends hanging out?

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[fairbrook]

[Okay, she's giggling a little now. Amazing how this was all so frightening to her before.]

Ah! Yes, that's exactly what I had in mind.

[Sorry, she's a bit formal about these matters.]

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[bewrightback]

[...

No, that can't be right. That sounded like a giggle. He'll just fiddle with the volume a little here.]

Great! We're on the same page! [It's good to know it's not a meeting to recruit me as a vampire hunter. Fangs, but no fangs.]

That can pretty much happen... whenever, really. I'm an open book.

audio; GORE...

[fairbrook]

[Oh Phoenix, that's the last thing she wants to do. She might, however, attempt to recruit him as an investigator for the police force. Stay tuned for details...]

Oh, splendid! Would tomorrow evening work for you, then?

[She'll even go shopping for a ridiculous hat for the occasion!]

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[bewrightback]

No objections here. Tomorrow evening should be great!