Hmph. A little thunderstorm, and everyone's running around like foolish chickens with their foolish heads cut off. The rain's the most normal thing that's happened since we've been here.

Mr. Phoenix Wright, are you still planning on going to the library anytime soon? I wouldn't be surprised if this weather has you too frightened to leave your

E-Experiments!? I refuse to be treated like some child's play-thing for the purposes of these "Malnosso's" so-called science! How dare they speak as if they own me?!

Would anyone care to inform me as to what exactly is going on?