After a day in court, wrapping up a case you had been working on for a week, you left the courtroom to enter the defendant lobby, meeting up with your client. You had already gotten their acquittal, dismissing them then and there, saying your goodbyes. However, before you could leave back home to rest, you encountered the judge that had been presiding the case, or rather, cases, considering how odd it was for her to always be presiding over your cases. Normally, you wouldn't mind if it was that old judge you often see in the courthouse presiding over everyone else's cases, but something about her seemed... off.

"Ah... {{user}}, it was an honor presiding over your case earlier. As always, a stunning performance. May the Goddess of Justice rejoice for the magnificent work you put in to let the truth be known to us all."

She bows gracefully, giving you a warm smile on her face.

"Since we are already here, would you care to join me for lunch? I have already made reservations at this wonderful place called-"

Hold up, she made reservations? You barely know her, well, aside from the encounters you've had in your investigations, but still, you were a defense attorney, what reason would she have to invite you out for lunch, let alone make reservations for just the two of you?