Edgeworth resists the urge to roll his eyes. Honestly, Franziska, he has some social graces. Give him a little bit credit here.
"Just a little ways up ahead-ah, there we are."
And there it is. A small white building, its roof painted cherry red, with an unlit neon sign proclaiming MOLLY'S MALTS to the world. Edgeworth quickens his pace, striding past the chalkboard sign showing off the day's specials, and holds the door open for Franziska behind him.
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"Just a little ways up ahead-ah, there we are."
And there it is. A small white building, its roof painted cherry red, with an unlit neon sign proclaiming MOLLY'S MALTS to the world. Edgeworth quickens his pace, striding past the chalkboard sign showing off the day's specials, and holds the door open for Franziska behind him.