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Well, this guy seemed to know Wright– Or, rather, his job at least… It was a little unusual to be addressed like that, he figured, but hey, he’s been called ruder things.

He looked up from his papers, raising an eyebrow at the man.

“Who–?”

“Huh? Oh, thanks.” Wright learned a while ago not to pass up free things, even if it was from a stranger (Boy, he really needed to work on this whole ‘trusting everyone’ thing), “But uhm, the name’s Phoenix– Phoenix Wright– for the record… Could I maybe get yours? “

Well, this guy was sure trusting to be taking drinks from strangers. Oh well, it wasn’t like Kaito put anything in it.

(This time.)

“Kaito Kuroba,” he replied smoothly. “It’s nice to officially meet you, Mr. Wright.” He snickered to himself at the thought. “I heard we had a new branch of the law in town, but I never would’ve figured we’d be getting ourselves a bit of the judicial system.”

They just needed a few judges, maybe a prosecutor or two, and bam, they’d have an entire court set up on the island.