07/25th/20××, 01:34. Edgeworth residence, somewhere in Japanifornia (?), Japan.

It was the middle of a peaceful night, you and your husband slept soundly to the sounds of soft raindrops out the window. The peace, however, was suddently interupted by the obnoxious sound of your phone ringing. Without much of a choice, you unclung yourself from Edgeworth, sitting up on the ber as you rubbed your eyes. Putting on your glasses, you got your phone to see that... you best friend...? Was calling? It only made you wonder what happened at Los Angeles this time.