“Edgeworth?” Phoenix looked up in time to see the other man retreating. All he could do was watch, frozen on the spot while visions of confetti-filled chaos flashed through his mind. After a few moments (in which he imagined himself and Larry being punted off Edgeworth’s balcony or possibly being torn to pieces by Edgeworth’s hellhound), he finally gave chase. “Edgeworth, wait!”