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[takethat]

[A flour-covered Phoenix may be found in the kitchen bright and early on March 7, adorned with a yellow and white striped apron, and merrily rolling out cookie dough. His journal is open nearby, and he's talking over it.]

So, it's Purim! Or at least, it will be tonight. I don't think it counts for very much here, since the castle seems to be pretty choosy about what holidays it celebrates, but I wanted to make hamantaschen anyway. So, uh, anybody who wants some, please let me know!

[There's a delay as he's cutting out circles from the dough, and then a splatter of prune filling on the journal.]

...if you don't know what they are, they're cookies with fruit filling in the center. These are prune flavored. Don't knock it til you try it, but I can make apricot, too.

[And with that, he goes back to making his cookies, plopping the filling into the center of each one and pinching the cookies into triangle shapes. When finished, they'll look a bit like this, though considerably less perfectly-shaped. A couple are definitely still round.]



Hey, uh--Maya? I need to ask you something.

[A lengthy pause]

...what's going on with you and that Wheatley guy?





I made you a batch of hamantaschen. Lots of different flavors. I'm in the kitchen if you want to come get them, or I can bring them to you later.



((ooc: Jewish!Phoenix is headcanon, not actual canon. The more you know.))

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[takethat]

[He quirks an eyebrow at Larry, but shrugs. Supposedly he knew this guy once, so he'll just take it all in stride for the time being.]

Er, well, they're almost ready to bake now, actually. I've only got cleanup left, if you're really offering.

[thebutz]

[well not what he was planning on, but okay]

Yeah sure, I'll clean up! Where do I start?

[He looks around at the mess in dismay, feeling the strong urge to back out now]

[takethat]

Wherever you like. Here--clean the cutting board.

[And he shoves the item at Larry on his way to putting the cookies in the oven.]

[thebutz]

Uh! Okay!

[little abrupt there, Chef Wright]

So what's this holiday all about?

[as he's taking the board to the sink]

[takethat]

...it's about remembering the salvation of Jewish people who were persecuted by Haman in ancient Persia.

[He's not really getting any more into it--he doesn't know Larry, as far as he's concerned, and has no idea if he really cares about hearing this. Instead, he just starts wiping off the counter that's currently covered in flour.]

[thebutz]

Oh, huh... I didn't know. Thanks for the info.

...Wait, you're Jewish? I never knew!

[takethat]

I thought you were supposedly my best friend I can't remember. Shouldn't you have known that?










Then again, I guess I never told Edgeworth...

[thebutz]

Well what, you never hide anything from your friends? Man I have tons of secrets from you...

[he laughs]

[takethat]

As far as I'm concerned, everything about you is a secret. All I know is your name.

[thebutz]

Oh, yeah, that's right...

Well would you want to do some catching up? Edgey can back me up if you don't believe me!

Also do you have anything else for me to clean? [he glances around the kitchen]

[takethat]

Sure, clean the mixing bowl if you want.

[a beat]

If you think you can talk Edgeworth into "catching up," be my guest. Not that he's gonna want to see any more of me than he has to.

[thebutz]

Well maybe I can try! I dunno, he's my friend too but that doesn't mean anything...

[He laughs a little and picks up the mixing bowl in question]

So you remember everything else from before, right?

[takethat]

As far as I can gather, sure. But if I don't remember it, then I don't really know how to answer that.



...I do remember Pearls, and Mia, and uh... cases and stuff.

[thebutz]

I was involved in some of your cases, you know... In fact I was your first client. If I'm not mistaken!

[He pauses for a moment, bowl still in hand]

Yeah... I was accused of murdering my girlfriend. I didn't do it though! You proved that!

[He grins]

You've always been a really good friend.

[takethat]

I don't remember any of that... I'm sorry.

[For the first time, he's less irritated by Larry claiming to be his best friend, and more sad that it's apparently true and he just... has no idea.]

[thebutz]

It's okay, man. Seems like we're going to be here for a while--plenty of time to catch up, right?

[He's trying to be optimistic about the situation, but in his heart he's pretty sad, too. He resumes cleaning the bowl.]

...if you have anything you want to know, just ask.

[takethat]

...okay. How long have I supposedly known you? Edgeworth says he knows you, too, so I'm guessing it's been a while?

[thebutz]

Since third grade, man.

[He scrubs.]

You've always been my best friend. Since forever. Well... It feels like forever, but it was kind of set off by a class trial type thing we had in third grade. Do you remember that at all?

[takethat]

Sure, I remember Edgeworth defending me because the kids in the class said I stole his lunch money but I didn't do it. I remember that... very well.

[thebutz]

I helped defend you, too...

And er...

I was the one who stole the money.

Heh. [he grins sheepishly]

[takethat]

You were? So you're the reason Edgeworth and I became friends?

[He smiles in a way that you shouldn't read into at all Larry okay.]

...guess I should say thanks for that.

[thebutz]

Yeah, kind of. But aren't you sorta not friends now or something? I mean you're a defense thing and he's a prosecutor... Does that make a difference?

He was so weird when he came back.

1/2

[takethat]

Defense thing? Defense attorney. I would accept defense lawyer. Not... thing!

2/2

[takethat]

...but... I don't know. Edgeworth and I are pretty good friends. He may have been weird when he came back, but he's nicer to me now...

[thebutz]

[Whoa man, just couldn't think of the word...]

Yeah true... He still doesn't have much patience for me, but I don't mind too much. I did notice you were getting along a bit better though, last time I saw you guys.

[The bowl is sitting on the counter by now, long forgotten]