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[shesgotguts]

house #1490
husband ❧ daughter ❧ son
sister ☆ daughter ☆ nope ☆ no way

owner of Good Golly, Miss Holly!
principal's assistant at Altaciere High School
member of the Holly Heights Welcoming Committee

"Your queen, Milly Ashford, isn't here right now, so feel free to leave a message!! She'll have a servant get back to you ASAP!"

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[shesgotguts]

Then I'll buy thirty points worth from you. A small headstart on the next tier wouldn't hurt, would it?

What do you think I should buy?

[prosecutory]

...Really, it's up to you.

[Ugh no now he feels bad for imposing his ~proposition~ on her...]

[shesgotguts]

It is! But I'd like to see what you'd pick out for me. Humour me, if you won't take me on a date.

[she giggles softly, hoping to fluster him a bit more.]

[prosecutory]

[It's working. He hastily clears his throat.]

Er...the white chocolate macadamia nut cookie you made for me comes to mind, so I thought of the white chocolate wasteland flat cake.

[IS THIS WHAT HE'S SUPPOSED TO DO?]

[shesgotguts]

[that's adorable. oh my god. he remembered the cookie? that's so cute. she's giggling again, but this time it's because she's absolutely flattered.]

Alright, so one of those will do, and that's 25 points there. Anything else you think I might like?

[prosecutory]

Wh-Why are you giggling? [HE HEARD THAT. ALSO WHY WOULD HE NOT REMEMBER THE COOKIE? She even called it an Ashford cookie.] Surely you must like white chocolate to some degree if you make cookies of that particular flavor...

[shesgotguts]

I'm giggling because you're cute, Miles. But does a woman really need a reason to laugh?

[bam. case closed.]

I love white chocolate, you're right. I forgot, did you like the cookie?

[prosecutory]

C-Cute? [You could just hear him blushing as he splutters.]

...

Yes, I did, but we're deviating from our topic...

[shesgotguts]

Right! Back to business! I think you're adorable. You being embarrassed by this is even cuter.

[she says this with confidence and absolute conviction, and a devilish little smile.]

[prosecutory]

I fail to see how embarrassment can be "cute"!

[THIS ISN'T BUSINESS!]

[shesgotguts]

Well, okay. I imagine you're sitting at your desk in your study, with that catalogue in front of you. You're also taking notes, so that you can make sure all these points add up. But then suddenly this woman you think is kind of cute [MILLY NO.] starts teasing you a bit, and you start blushing, running your fingers through your hair, you forget to tally up your points... And you have probably fixed your cravat three times! How is that not adorable?!

[and then she thinks to follow up with dreamier descriptors, but that might be enough to kill him.]

[prosecutory]

I- mrrph - t-that's...

[WHAT IS THIS, WHY IS SHE SUDDENLY GOING ALL OLDBAG ON HIM? Also he did not fix his cravat three times! (It was just once.)

Edgeworth is flushing even more now and is thankful he cannot be seen with a very aghast, very red face.]

...This isn't business! And I did not forget to tally my points!