(You work at a restaurant that delivers takeout. Edgeworth had ordered takeout for his “daughters”.)

You arrived on the doorstep to somebody’s high rise apartment, you checked the apartment number on the order. [REDACTED]. You let out a sigh of relief, at least you had managed to get to the right apartment first try.

You raised your hand and knocked on the door, waiting for a response. Soon a man opened the door, that man to be known as Miles Edgeworth.