In walked luck...

[thetrudger]

Who: Geoffrey Chaucer and Phoenix Wright
What: Drinking
When: Today!
Where: Some bar in the city
Rating: PG-13? Maybe a little cursing?


[Now that Chaucer had gotten back to feeling better, he had thought a good old boys night out would further lift his spirits. So when he had bumped into Phoenix that afternoon, Geoff invited him out drinking, just the two of them.


So here he is, surprisingly early, waiting for his friend at a bar in the city. He takes a big gulp of his beer before glancing around again.]

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[takethat]

[Phoenix is a few minutes later than he'd promised in arriving, and when he does get there, he carries with him the distinct air of someone who woke up about ten minutes before he was supposed to meet someone else. Go figure!

He looks around for just a moment before spotting Geoff and heading toward him with a wave and a smile.]

Hey--Geoff! Sorry I'm late!

[thetrudger]

[He smiles and waves back.]

Not a problem, my friend. I am extremely glad we could do this. How are you?

[takethat]

I'm doing okay. How about you?

[He slides into his own seat and wastes no time in ordering a beer.]

[thetrudger]

I would say the castle's never treated me better. Which has me nervous.

[takethat]

You know, now that you mention it, the castle isn't really bothering me right now, either.

[People in the castle, on the other hand...]

[thetrudger]

What have you been doing then? Been playing 'baseball'? [There may be a sly little grin on his face.]

[takethat]

No, no, I don't think I'll ever play baseball again after that... nightmare...

And here I'd thought people had forgotten that by now.

[thetrudger]

Ah, come now. It wasn't that bad... never mind you talked about each other's balls and sticks...