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[prosecutory]

Good day. This is Miles Edgeworth.

I cannot accommodate you at the moment, but please leave a message and I will respond as soon as possible. 

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[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth watches them take off; Pess gives it all he's got, not really noticing that Repede is beginning to hold back and give Pess the lead.]

I have a recipe for dog treats, if you're interested. I'll send it to you via CEREvice.

[thatdamnknight]

[and give the lead repede does. it's enough to let pess have the ball while still appearing as though he's trying to get the ball. it can't be TOO obvious that repede's holding back, after all.]

Please do, thank you. I'm sure Repede'll enjoy something different than what we usually provide him with.

[not that what they make repede is bad, but a new treat'll probably make him happy.]

[prosecutory]

[And sure enough, Pess secures victory this time, looking very pleased with himself as he gallops back to Flynn and Edgeworth.]

A little variety is always good. Especially when we have to be resourceful and creative in feeding our dogs here.

[Real dogs don't exist in Cerealia so there's no ready-made dog food or dog-friendly eating spots.]

[thatdamnknight]

[what a good boy! both the ball catcher and the non-ball catcher. repede's more than content to trot along behind.]

We do. My roommate and I manage to give him some variety with meals between the two of us.

[he pauses before adding.]

Moreso lately since Repede's finally accepted the meals I make him.

[since repede used to... politely decide to go elsewhere whenever flynn tried to cook before. former terrible chef was terrible enough that not even the dog gave him a pass.]

[prosecutory]

I presume it took quite a bit of practice.

[Edgeworth ruffles both dogs' heads.]

I was the same way with Pess, shortly after I got him.