Once upon a time, when we thought of joining adstringendum...

[magic_act]

[hope you aren't in the middle of anything important, Edgeworth, because there's an insistent knock on your door]

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[magic_act]

[that wandering gaze doesn't escape her notice. tsk tsk, Mr. Edgeworth... you, too?]

[she places her hands behind her back, smiling innocently] ...Did I mention I can cook?

[samuraiprosecutor]

[hint of a smirk.] I believe you did mention that. If you can make these supplies edible, I'll be more impressed than if you made them disappear into thin air.

[there's a trace of melancholy in the joke. before being dropped into this nightmare, he was used to gourmet fare, including occasionally cooking for himself using the finest ingredients available. aside from his friends and his work, that was one of the things he missed most about home.]

[magic_act]

Well, lucky for you I'm a professional in more than just magic! I'm an expert at preparing fine, quality meals with limited ingredients, too! [of course, judging by the taste of the Mr. Edgeworth she knows back home, the Wright family's definition of a fine, quality meal likely differs greatly from this Mr. Edgeworth's, but he doesn't need to know that part]