Jareth's mouth was moving, yes, but Kay Cee heard no words coming from his mouth. "Um, does that thing know how to speak properly?" she asked with her finger pointed at him.
"Nice to meet you all! Heh heh," Kuwabara greeted. He would have waved, but he held his cat instead.

Kay Cee stopped in her tracks. Erik? "You mean... the Phantom of the Opera?" Her voice had a happier tone than it should have had. "WHOA COOL I ALWAYS WANTED TO MEE-" She cleared her throat, stood up straight, and crossed her arms. "I guess it's really not the time to be a rabid fan."

Immediately, Kay Cee lost her composure once again. She beamed. "Say, would ya'll like a tour?" she asked. "I can um... show you the courthouse.. and um... Introduce you to my others, maybe...?"

"Did that thing say a word this whole time?" Kay Cee asked. She did not even realize he had been silenced.

Kuwabara laughed heartily at the Goblin King's situation and Kurama's nice comment. He started, "Hey, 'thing'--"

Kay Cee wagged her finger. "No making fun of the dumb, Kuwabara," she scolded.

They walked on. The puppeteer searched everywhere except for in front of her. She bumped into a large object, that object being a pure evil, 65-year-old, taser-carrying, evidence-forging-and-withholding, parrot-retraining, murderous, corrupting, witness-intimidating, spiffy-dressing, controlling, egotistical perfectionist. He seemed a bit angry when he flashed the letter in her face. "Why do you waste my time with trivial things like this?" Manfred asked. "Really, I'm curious."

"B-Because..." Kay Cee trailed off.

He snapped his fingers. "Answer the question. Now."

"I feel an intense need to beat you at something, okay?!" Kay Cee blurted out. "Whoa. That's impressive." She ran around him to catch up with the search party.
"Sorry, I was held up," she told them. "Important business."

Kay Cee became entranced by the Opera Ghost for the moment. "I know, Kurama. I have wished to work with a composer like that for a long time. Sadly, my best is a bit low," she lamented. "She had a high singing voice..."

Basch's loud voice interrupted her thought process. "Oh, right, tour, duh," she stammered. "Oh! That right there leads to an underground Casino! It also leads to another place... that I enjoy." She pointed at the pitfall. "I'm not going to tell you the other purpose for the pit. Don't even try. Not even one of Von Karma's snaps would get me to tell!"

Manfred caught up. He snapped just to prove a point.

"It's a dungeon type thing that holds one of my Originals and I use it frequently," Kay Cee blurted out. She pursed her lips. "WHAT THE HELL, VON KARMA?! DID YOU TRAIN ME TO REACT TO THAT IN MY SLEEP OR SOMETHING?!" she shouted at him.

"You have no evidence that I did," he replied with a smug smile on his face. "What are those supposed to be?" he asked while gesturing towards the other puppeteer and her gang. He was promptly ignored.

"Hey, if he can retrain a parrot," Kay Cee mused. She led the group over to the towering courthouse.
"This is the courthouse, here. As far as I know, there are four court rooms and four lobbies. That's probably so people don't break their desks when they make objections." Like when Miles pimp slapped his and Franziska whipped hers. "There will be a trial very soon, just so you know." However silly it was.

Kay Cee tilted her head to the side. "What? Don't you see the ladder?" she asked. Sure enough, a tall ladder rested at the edge of the pit. "Oh, um... She's what the rule book refers to as an Original Character, or one created from the puppeteer's mind. They're unlimited, and I'm surprised you didn't know the term. She's a really nice person. She just likes it better underground. See, there's a ladder to go all the way down and then there's Lucille's tunnels when you finally get down there. She dug them herself."

She stared at Sophie with nothing but concern for her new acquaintance's well-being. There was a reason she ignored Manfred and Sophie was about to see it. Kay Cee was sure of that. "Please don't tase her, please don't tase her, please don't tase her," she chanted so he couldn't hear. His hearing was not that perfect.

Luckily, Manfred was not violent for just any reason, like his daughter was. He was also much more dangerous and evil. He towered over Sophie with his signature intimidating glare. He kept his arms crossed, thus denied her a handshake. "Prosecutor Manfred von Karma. Perfection incarnate," was all he cared enough to say to the smiling idiot.

Mr. Perfect left on his not-so-jolly way.

Kay Cee winced. "I just figured, since he's angry right now, he might tase someone as a scapegoat for the ridiculous trial I'm about to put him through," she explained. "I'm doing all I can to stop him from killing Edgeworth." She sighed.
"On with the tour!" she exclaimed and she led the group over to a fair house, not like some of the others.

"In here, ya'll can meet one of my favorite three!" Kay Cee knocked on the door. To her surprise, Franziska opened the door.
"Um, is Edgeworth here?" asked the puppeteer.

Because Kay Cee had finally loosened her control over Franziska's whipping capabilities, she let her puppeteer have it! An endless barrage of hits and just as many screams in pain. "And another for good measure!" One-two-three-four-five!

All she could say was a dazed, "Hi, Franzy..." Kay Cee took a little while to recover from a lashing like that. "About Edgeworth?" she continued with a bit of a misstep forward.
Miles called from inside, "Come in."
Franziska went back inside. Her work had been done. How dare she not be allowed to use her whip when she wanted to?!

Kay Cee winced. "Er.. She had a motive for that. Heh.. Anyways, wouldn't you all like to sit down, maybe have some tea? The best is here." She also made her way inside. Hopefully, she could use Miles as a meat shield.

Kuwabara started walking back 'home' when Eikichi woke up in his arms.

Kay Cee sat down on the floor, on the other side of Miles. "Hey, what are you scared about?" she asked Sophie. "You act like she hit you."
Miles shook his head. "Don't worry. She is not as violent as she once was." Liar.

Franziska turned around so she could face Kurama. She smiled and curtsied. "Thank you. Your name is..?" she asked with her hand out. She examined him thoroughly. "I don't see yours anywhere."
She turned her head to Kay Cee. "Tea. Now!"

"Whait?" Kay Cee asked a mixture of wait and what.
Franziska luckily didn't even know her papa was out there walking around, so she didn't snap her fingers. She tugged her whip intimidatingly. "Go make some tea."
"Franzy, do I look like Gumshoe?" Kay Cee mumbled as she walked into the kitchen.

Miles kept silent the whole time. He considered what to say, but then found nothing. "Someone say something. I'm not good at this," he said.

Actually, that was the way to go about impressing a lady, sort of. "A rose.. and it turns into a whip," Franziska noted. Her stunned state didn't last long, however, and then she noticed the rose petals all over. She crossed her arms and squeezed on her left sleeve with her eyes closed.
"What sort of demon?" she asked.

Miles greeted, "Miles Edgeworth. Nice to meet you."
He dragged Kay Cee into a back room. "Franziska asked me about the trial. Specifically, she asked who the defendant is. Do I tell her?"
Kay Cee told him, "Of course not. She can find out tomorrow when she's there!" She left the back room. "Okay, do this well." She snapped her fingers instinctively. Without even thinking about it, she made delicious tea.
"Thank you, Bad Karma," she whispered so very few could hear.

Miles left the kitchen. He told Franziska, "I am not at liberty to answer your question. However, you will be able to find out tomorrow. That's not very long from now. It's almost sundown." His attention directed towards the clock. 6:49 PM.

Kay Cee brought in a tray of perfectly arranged tea stuff.
"It's wrong," Franziska commented.
Kay Cee yelled back, "It's perfect and you know it! I took special care for it to be perfect, so you had better say so!"
The whip-happy prosecutor said no such thing.