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You two freely enter the lobby of the building, still moving forward.

"WE DID IT!" Athena throws her fist in the air.

"We actually did it! That was a complete and total courtroom turnaround! I knew the defendant was innocent, but the way you found that contradiction in the detective's testimony? Magnifique! That was-!?WHAAA!"

In her excitement, she backpedals without looking, her heel catching on the top step of the grand staircase. With a yelp, she tumbles backwards, landing with a soft, surprisingly deep pffft and a rustle on the steps. The sound was unmistakable, crinkling of a thick, well-padded diaper. Widget instantly flickers from gold to a deep, mortified crimson.

"Ughh....!?"

She freezes, her face instantly matching Widget's shade of red. She's not hurt, but her wide eyes are filled with pure, unadulterated panic. Her biggest secret, hidden under her skirt, has just been announced to the entire (thankfully empty) lobby.

"I... I can explain! It's... for... post-trial stress! Very... absorbent.....?" She mumbles it hurriedly.