☛ Fourth Objection [ Locked to Kristoph and Phoenix and maybe Edgeworth/Trucy ]
[ It's late afternoon in the City when Apollo and Kristoph find themselves at Pandora's. After having searched the City high and low in order to locate some place to open up a law office, Kristoph had suggested going some place to rest their feet and recharge their batteries so that they could continue their search 'til nightfall. They had found a few places that suited their needs, but only one of them in which they both felt could be "right" for the as of yet unnamed offices.
This was as much a business meeting as it was a chance for them to rest, though Apollo found his mind wandering toward the opposite end of the spectrum. But no way it could be-- no way. It wasn't that, and that was silly of him to think. Kristoph was nothing if not a professional, especially where other people could see, and Apollo knew their.. well.. if they even had anything, it wasn't at that stage yet.
Swallowing hard, Apollo eyes the restaurant nervously, tucking his hands beneath his legs as he sits himself down at one of the tables. This is a far fancier place than he's ever been before in his life, and he's not quite sure how to carry himself.
Not that it'd stop him from at least attempting to not be an embarrassment to his boss. ]
.. Fancy place.
[ ... But obviously commenting on the restaurant wasn't the best way to start. ]
((ooc: While the log is closed, please feel free to have your characters notice what's going on if they're around! :D))
This was as much a business meeting as it was a chance for them to rest, though Apollo found his mind wandering toward the opposite end of the spectrum. But no way it could be-- no way. It wasn't that, and that was silly of him to think. Kristoph was nothing if not a professional, especially where other people could see, and Apollo knew their.. well.. if they even had anything, it wasn't at that stage yet.
Swallowing hard, Apollo eyes the restaurant nervously, tucking his hands beneath his legs as he sits himself down at one of the tables. This is a far fancier place than he's ever been before in his life, and he's not quite sure how to carry himself.
Not that it'd stop him from at least attempting to not be an embarrassment to his boss. ]
.. Fancy place.
[ ... But obviously commenting on the restaurant wasn't the best way to start. ]
((ooc: While the log is closed, please feel free to have your characters notice what's going on if they're around! :D))