Klapollo Ace Attorney *Apollo justice*

"Olga Orly"

'the witness will state her name and profession'

the judge narrowed his eyes as he called out to payne to stop

'H-Hold on just a moment! Where's the witness?'

he asked, very confuse, looking around the courthouse, the woman shuddered in fear, payne smirked as he tapped his blad spot, poking jabs at the defense

'I surmise that she has been frightened by the defense's demonic-looking horns'

apollo jumped at his statement as he blushed a tint red at his teasing, ..how he wished he could come up with some savage comeback

"So I used a little hair gel! Relax, people!"

he thought bitterly to himself, the judge then sweared to the witness

'Have no fear! If any horns point in your direction this court will cut them off.'

'... You... are sure?'

she asked weakly, peaking her head up a bit, the judge nodded

'I swear it on my gavel! Please, come out'

'Isn't violence against hair a crime, Your Honor?'

apollo asked, however, he went unheard

'Well, if you are sure it is OK...'

after the witness finally properly showed herself to the court, the judge cleared his throat, now ready to begin the trial

'Ahem. Now, the prosecution--'

he cut himself off again

'W-W-Wait a minute! Would the prosecution care to explain the witness's... erm... paraphernalia?'

'Er... yes. She is a professional, Your Honor. Those are merely the tools of her trade.'

payne explained

'And that would be...?'

the judge motioned for her to introduce herself to the court, the woman shuddered a bit

'My name... is Olga Orly. I am employed as waitress in Borscht Bowl Club restaurant'

the judge squinted his eyes at the other thing in her hand

'Then... why the camera?'

'Of course, it is my pride to serve borscht that is naming restaurant. But I also perform -- how it is said? Other service'

'I take it one of these other services is taking the customers' pictures?'

he guessed, the woman then started to scuff into her pocket

'Dah, dah. Like, for example... this one.'

the judge shook in his chair, as apollo felt his stomach drop, ..it was a picutre

'Th-That's... the defendant!?'

payne smirked as he tapped his bald spot

'Indeed. On the night of the murder.'

''Man in white hat... is one who has gone kaput.'

the court went a little wild at that, but after one slam from the gavel, it quite down at once

'Order! Order! This is quite a piece of evidence to casually drop into our laps!'

'It is same way as I drop cold bowls of borscht on laps of customers... casually.'