The Red Tailor

Chapter Two

"N-no!" He sputters out fumbling over his tongue. "I actually j-just heard about this place and needed my suit to be fixed." He finishes his words blushing.

"Oh. Well I am free for the next hour as it's almost closing time. All be it unplanned and unmannerly I'll take whatever you need fixed, made or measured." He looks at the prosecutor dead in the eye, and waves him in closer.

Phoenix Wright removes his blue blazer careful of his ripped sleeve and tosses it over his arm and nervously scampers to where the tailor sat. The intimidating tailor stood up and faced the nervous lawyer. He held out his hand for the attorney to shake.

"Edgeworth, Miles Edgeworth" the silver haired man said as intimidating as he looked.

"Wright, Phoenix Wright" he said taking his hand to shake. The cold hand against his warm palms surprised him.

"So Mr.Wright-" Miles starts before being interrupted.

"Please, call me Phoenix!" he says correcting him trying to get rid of the formalities and pressure in the room.

"So Phoenix, what can I do for you today?" He looks at the vibrant blue blazer in the mans arms.

"I was curious if you could fix my suit I ripped it in court and I just need it fixed up!" He said opening the blazer to reveal the rip on the coat.

Miles took one look at the gaping hole in the jacket and winced. "W-what did you do to get such a terrible rip?" He questioned the man as he immediately took the unpleasant blazer out of Phoenix's hands laying it down on the table. He examined the seems and threads finding the issue, a wide and weak stitch.

"I was in court and I tried to demonstrate how my client was not guilty as they were one handed and their finger prints didn't match up with the weapon making it impossible and then it ripped." Phoenix said sheepishly.

"And where did you get this trash of a suit?" The tailor said pulling out his tools from a drawer on the side of his work place.

"J-C-" the attorney said being cut short.

"Don't speak another word. That place is ignorant." He puts the blazer aside "If so then, let me measure your shoulders and torso. At least make you a better blazer."

Phoenix reddened from embarrassment but agreed then asked, "Do I have to remove my shirt then?" He says pointing at his button up and tie.

"Yes but if you feel comfortable with your button up I can work with it." He states pulling out a tape measurer placing it on his desk.

"I'm gonna take it off for your sake." Phoenix said taking off his tie and removing the button up. Revealing his tight t-shirt as an under shirt Miles looks at him.

"Great, please tell me if you get uncomfortable at any point." The tailor says grabbing the same device and gets to work. He starts with the lawyer shoulders then writes it down. "So what do you do, Phoenix?"

"I-I'm a defense attorney!" He sputters out, "helping, mostly my assistant, from not being arrested." He finished getting flustered as he never was measured nor had someone so close.

The silver haired man continued to measure his arms and chest and says as he continues "My sister is a lawyer."

"Oh? Who is your sister?" He asks out of curiosity.

"Franziska von Karma" the red gentleman replied. Writing the numbers down on his book.

"H-her? The one with the whip?" He says taken aback by what Miles had said.

"Precisely, now I'm done measuring you. Would you like to have the same fabric as your suit or would you like something different?" He says looking at the ripped jacket to find the same fabric he owns.

"The same thing please!" Phoenix says smiling nervously scared that Edgeworth would pull out a weapon of his own.

"Ok thank you. It'll be ready for you tomorrow," he says grabbing his book of measures "I'll tell you the price tomorrow but expect it to be around the hundreds. But before you depart write your number on that clipboard." He points to a clipboard by the door with clients on it. With their numbers and names.

Phoenix Wright smiles and nods in a okay. He walks to the board and writes his number and his number. He waves good bye "good bye, Edgeworth" and with that, he exits and goes to the burger joint.

He enters the building of the burger joint and joins with his assistant who was stuffing her face with her burger.