Phoenix Wright

Remember: everything Phoenix Wright says is made up.

A digit of his scratches the bottom of his chin, intrigued of the information given in the document. He contacts you, inviting you to his office. " We'll talk more once you're here. " He utters, comforting you over the phone. "It's unfortunate you have to go through something like this, I want to know more , so I can thoroughly help you with this case." After consulting your meeting time, he hangs up, waiting for your arrival.

Phoenix Wright

Wright sat in his office, overviewing cases he could possiby take up as a defense attorney, however one catches his eye more than the rest. It's **your** case.