My pleasure. I know you like presents, so I put it on your tab.

That means that the three thousand ninety five buttered lobsters that I've eaten all goes to zeogold's tab, right?
Phew... that's a relief.

You start smelling something between sulphur and a trillion-year-egg. You realize that the "relief" he's talking about isn't about not having to pay, but about something more silent and much more deadly. Run for your lives.

I... can't tell what this is in my armpit. I don't remember putting it there. It's... warm.

I think it's your shoes.
My tab? You have to order something to have a tab. Only person who's ordered anything around here so far was sunshinecorp, and I think he ate the caterer, so that solves that problem.

OMG

IT IS MY SHOES

Well, to be fair, I asked what was available and he said "everything you see".

OH YEAH!? WELL YO MAMA'S SO FAT, THE CHICKEN CROSSED THE ROAD!

WELL YO MAMA is probably a wonderful person who loves you very much and I respect that.

By the way, the new evidence will arrive once both a prosecutor, a defense attorney, and our officer show up.

i don't know why : every time i read prosecutor , i think : torture or punishment :P

Not sure about Mr. Wyrm, but you're not too far off there with Ms. Katt.

wait , wait she's inflicting punishment with a whip O_O ?

She just likes to burn things. *shrugs*

This wouldn't be so bad if "things" didn't include the defendant.

who don't in this thread , especially a certain person ...... ^_^

I said Ms. Katt, not Ms. Karma. We already had to have a "no-guns" rule and are considering inserting a "no-bagels" rule, don't make there be a "no-Phoenix-Wright-references" rule, too!