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[erranthero]

[She does the same. It...doesn't buzz or freak out. Just begins to queue up the next question.]

Bets on it being something bizarre again?

[bratworth]

I'm not a gambling man, but if I were, I would not take that bet.

( But then the screen pops up with: apple, banana, strawberry. Edgeworth's brow furrows. )

They're... just fruits.

( If there's any link to be made here, he's not drawing it. )

[erranthero]

Yeah...

[She doesn't actually know what these are. Since space person. But she can accept it.]

I'll pick apple. that sounds fine and safe.

[bratworth]

It's certainly less suggestive than a banana.

( Edgeworth why. )

I will choose apple as well.

( With less trepidation this time, he makes his selection. )

[erranthero]

[Nothing bad happens. The machine buzzes.

And the final question.

How many at once? Threesome, Foursome, Moresome.]

...Kriff...now it's just messing with us.

[bratworth]

( Edgeworth just stares at the screen as if it has personally wronged him. )

That's just excessive.

I suppose 'threesome' would be the least tiring option in the list. Should we simply select that one?

[erranthero]

Yes. More than one person's too much for me.

[She'd much, much rather have a single partner.]

So. Let's do it.

[PUSH!]

[bratworth]

( He pushes the button at the same time as the woman...

but instead of the next round of questions popping up on the screen as he had expected, it instead goes, playing a tone that just drips of disappointment even tough Edgeworth can't quite place it.

After a moment, in large white letters, the words 'GAME OVER' appear. )

Wh- what just happened?

[erranthero]

I'm...not sure.

[She exhales...]

I guess we lost. But the good news is, we're done.

[bratworth]

( It seems somewhat underwhelming that this would be the end of it all; it almost feels like they should be showered in either confetti or octopus excrement, depending on their results. )

I suppose this means we can leave.

( He eyes the door hopefully. )

[erranthero]

I hope so.

[Kerra takes a step that way, pushing at the flap...]

Doesn't seem to be a problem.

[bratworth]

( Edgeworth, too, takes a step in the direction of the door, alert and aware for any sort of trap.

... But there's nothing. What a let-down. )

[erranthero]

[Kerra's ready too, hand straying close to her octopus tentacle removing laser sword...and when it doesn't come...]

...Well I guess that's that.

I'm Kerra, by the way. Since the game didn't bother to introduce us.

[bratworth]

( Freedom at last! )

Miles Edgeworth.

( As he says his name, he'll offer Kerra a hand to shake. )

[erranthero]

[Taking his hand, she grins.]

A pleasure, Miles. Now, why don't we get out of here before more tentacle'd friends decide we need another go?

[bratworth]

( The corner of his mouth curls up into a smirk. )

Sounds like a good idea to me.

( Out the door they go! )