bridgescribble | Certified memory-foam meme

It's the excuse you've been looking for to play soft, fluffy things.

Sharing is caring: You notice that the other person is in need of something--a beverage, or a space on the couch, or what-have-you--and you're willing to share.
Oh no oh no I'm sorry: You accidentally hurt them in a minor way, oh no!
Pets are cute: You're both cooing over something fuzzy. Kitty? Doggo? Tribble...?
Can't sleep: It's way too late but you just can't sleep. Fortunately you're not the only one up.
Stop and smell the roses: It's just a wonderful day to stroll around and appreciate life.
It's not that scary: One of you has to face down a fear--heights, wasps, planes. The other person is there to help.
Waiting for bail: The old saying, a good friend will bail you out--a great friend will be in jail with you, saying "that was fun!" Maybe a friend you didn't even know you had before today.
Cooking: Nothing brings people together like sous-cheffing for each other.
Viewer's choice! Idk man there's a lot of soft scenarios in the world, make up your own!

[Personally, Edgeworth did not care for people manipulating others' memories, but who was he to meddle in others' affairs if people voluntarily offered themselves up for such a procedure? In any case, his beliefs and opinions had no place in court. He was only interested in evidence - although from an intellectual point of view he was quite interested in seeing how the Sigmund Corporation cases would pan out.

A knock on his door makes him look up from his own assortment of files. He sets his folder aside and opens the door. When he sees who it is, he instantly recognizes her; she was rapidly becoming as much a fixture in the Prosecutor's Office as the prosecutors themselves.]

Why, thank you, Doctor. Is there...some sort of occasion?

[Obviously the drinks were not evidence for the most recent case - one involving a journalist who had begun to write libelous articles on the Sigmund Corporation after catching wind of the protests.]

[At the question a grin quirks the corner of her lips.]

I figured since I do this for my office I may as well for this one.

[She gestures the carryout tray before she enters the rest of the way and settles it on a side table well away from his desk. The last thing anyone needed was more than one full cup of coffee (or tea) right on their desk.]

I got you tea but if you're in the mood for coffee there's definitely a few more there.

[The cups are all marked -- T for tea, C for coffee and one labeled 'Chocolate'. Hot chocolate maybe?]

If I'm going to be constantly here I might as well pay the coffee fee.

[It's said in an amused, joking manner but she well knows what buys friendliness among the overworkers no matter what the job. And that's caffeine.]

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