“This is certainly a predicament!!”
“A foolish question is anything that is silly, vulgar or is a waste of my time. Many do not heed my warning, though they soon learn I will quickly take care of such foolish fools. “
“Ah, another version of my younger brother,
“and another me? What is this foolishness? Surely I am the only perfect prodigal prosecutor?!”
“Foolishly foolish fool!”
He was aware of Ms. Von Karma’s unique way of carrying herself, and he made efforts not to make her angry, though he secretly would have dreaded working with her. He had heard plenty of nightmare stories from Gumshoe and others about how whip-crazy she could get. Still, at least, she took her work seriously, and he could respect that.
“Well, uh, it’d be a honor to work with such a prestigious prosecutor like yourself, Ms. Von Karma. But, well… I used to work with Prosecutor Portsman, but we… well, we had a falling out, you could say. You might have heard of him before…”
He rubbed the back of his neck, unsure if she actually knew what had occurred regarding the two of them. He wasn’t going to bring it up if she wasn’t, but considering all her traveling, she might have not heard about it.
“A falling out?”
Hmph, something to inquire Scruffy about. With all of Franziska’s travelling with Interpol, she wasn’t up to date with all the happenings in the police department. Perhaps it was best not to switch detectives for now, if this Mr. Buddy Faith was not able to cooperate with a prosecutor. She had no information about Prosecutor Portsman, thought she had the feeling her foolish little brother may have known him. She may as well inquire about him the next time she saw Miles Edgeworth. But for the time being, she could attempt to get more details from Buddy Faith.
“What, pray tell, caused this ‘falling out’? I hope you were following your superior’s orders.”
Hopefully he wasn’t a dim witted fool like Scruffy, who couldn’t follow orders if a his life depended on it.
“Who the devil are you and what makes you think you can tell me to die?”
Oh, so prosecutors were like defense attorneys, only difference is that they defend people.
Um.. I’m from the planet Earth?
Sissel didn’t mean to answer the question like that. He just didn’t know the state or city he was from.
I’m pretty sure that there are prosecutors there.. I just don’t know about them..
Ah, I see.” At least he was not from “another world” like some of the characters Franziska has met here.
“You must not be involved in law then. What is your profession Sissel?”
“It’s nice to see you again, Ms. Von Karma.”
“Ah,” That was an unexpectedly pleasant greeting.
“Well, Mr. Phoenix Wright, I hope that you are ready to face me in court? You haven’t forgotten my promise to defeat you the next time we meet?”