[At this moment, Miles Edgeworth strode about, looking about as if examining every inch of the place - up, down, left, right...he was looking everywhere. He was usually the earliest to anything, but even though he arrived at the vicinity of the HQ a few minutes early, he took a wrong turn into the neighboring building.
...Ah, the dinner table certainly wasn't difficult to find, being smack-dab in the middle of the lobby. He saw the backs of the two men. Felix's bright-red hair was definitely hard to miss. However, the other looked vaguely familiar from afar. He was clad in a sherwani, inspired by Felix's style when they had first met - though, admittedly, the Sherwani was a bit simpler than Felix's at that time...]
/moving it here. :3
...Ah, the dinner table certainly wasn't difficult to find, being smack-dab in the middle of the lobby. He saw the backs of the two men. Felix's bright-red hair was definitely hard to miss. However, the other looked vaguely familiar from afar. He was clad in a sherwani, inspired by Felix's style when they had first met - though, admittedly, the Sherwani was a bit simpler than Felix's at that time...]
Good evening, Felix.