Turnabout Decaf

"E-Eh! My name's Apollo Justice. I saw you sitting here, and thought something might be on your mind? Anything wrong?"

You're losing all your skill, Apollo!

"Justice...? Where have I heard that name before... Oh yeah, You're that mamby pamby Defense Attorney from the Kitaki case! I lost my best friend because of you!" He glared evilly at Apollo.

Ema sighed. We're off to an amazing start...

Mamby Pamby?! I'll have you know that's Namby Pamby to you, sir! Ugh...so he knows me...and hates me...great.

"Heh. So...you and Wocky were friends, right? Why did you guys stop being friends?"

"Why do you care? You threw her.. I mean... I'm not telling you anything!"

I threw her? Threw her where? Does he mean she was thrown in prison?

Apollo poked his forehead for a moment.

It's a her...but who in the Kitaki family was thrown in prison? Wait...! Maybe...it wasn't who in the Kitaki family...maybe it's who was going to be in the Kitaki family! Does this man know Ms. Tiala?

"By her, do you mean Ms. Tiala?"

"Tiala...? Uh...umm... I never knew her!" He started sweating fast.

Yeah Apollo, put him in his place!

"I couldn't help but notice. You seemed pretty attached to her. You got angry at me after you found out I was the lawyer that 'threw her' in prison."

"Uhh... uhh... Well, we knew each other, but that doesn't mean anything!"

Ema looked at Apollo's hand. The bracelet seemed to be reacting.

"Polly, hes hiding something... use your "special power."

Special power? She's right...! My wrist is beginning to hurt!

"Mr. Bunt...if you would, please tell me about the relation between you and Ms. Tiala."

"I... I Uh... Well, she was Wocky's fiance and my friend. We never did anything but talk... That's all it was! Now I'm not telling you anything else!"

"Really, Mr. Bunt?"

Apollo crossed his arms. "All you did was have brief conversations with this woman, but you insist on hating my guts because she committed a crime? Do you eternally hate everyone who does anything bad to anyone you speak to?"

"Furthermore, is this really a good enough reason to stop being friends with someone? I heard you and Wocky used to spend a lot of time together."

"Well... erm... We did but Alita had nothing to do with it!"

Nothing to do with it? What did she have nothing to do with? I wish I had more evidence in this situation...

"She didn't have anything to do with what?"

"Me and Wocky's friendship! Did you forget already? Look ok, I'll tell you because I can't stand this stupidity any longer. I was with her. While Wocky was. Is that what you want to hear?!"

That two-timing...! Wait...what am I getting angry about? I can't say I had a crush on her too, Ema'd kill me...

"Y-YOU?! And Ms. Tiala!?" Apollo's jaw flung open as his hair horns bent over, bits of sweat running down his face.

Ema stepped in.
"As you know, she was released from jail the other day, Polly. Why does that seem so vague...?"

"S-She was?" Apollo's horns looked as if they were going to rip off from his head and plummet onto the ground. "So...wait...let me get this straight..."

"Ms. Tiala was Wocky's fiancée, but dating Mr. Bunt as well?"

Was she planning on divorcing Wocky, then marrying this guy?

"Ack! We're getting way off course here! Mr. Bunt! Could you tell me what you were doing just hours ago until we began this conversation?"

"You mean after I left work? Well I drove to see Alita and headed home to put some stuff away. Then I walked to the park."

"So what time around did you leave work?"

Note to self: Get Ema to pick me up a copy of the autopsy report...

"I left work earlier then I'm used to. Around erm... 9:15. I think. When I arrived at Alita's, she wasn't there. I waited around a bit, and she showed up about an hour later."

Ema's eyes widened. "Wait, Polly the time of the murder was around... 9:30!"

Apollo knew this guy was connected ever since speaking with his client. Unfortunately, Ema spurted out the murder, which was best kept for later details. Apollo decided to play it out, and base his thoughts on the reaction of Mr. Bunt.

"Wait... there was a murder? Did you think I had something to do with it?"
Ema cut in. "Well the murder took place at the Coffee Shop, Your workplace. Our client was the Bellboy, he was suspected for the murder of a fellow worker, Oscar."
"Wait... Oscar is dead? So... was there any talk of his will?"

He doesn't care much about his boss...does he...

"Oscar had a will? Was he rich or something?"

"He owned the Coffee Shop! Of coarse he was rich! Well, sorta. He said me and Bellboy were in his will. We don't know what he left us."

Wow...he must have been pretty lonely to put his co-workers in his will...but this does give our client, and this man a motive! I have a feeling this might be a big piece of evidence in court tomorrow! I just wish I could get my hands on it!

"Actually, I haven't heard anything about his will. I guess if he put his co-workers in it, he must not have had much family, huh."