THE ONE IN WHICH THERE ARE FRIENDS

[bratziska]

Franziska von Karma was seething. Not only had she been temporarily pulled away from her own burgeoning career in Germany, she hadn't even been provided a proper reason for the occurrence. Her father had simply given her some codswallop about it being 'beneficial for her learning', which Franziska had immediately dismissed, because since when had he cared about such matters, insofar as they related to her? She'd passed the bar on her own terms, hadn't she, with barely a nod of acknowledgement from Papa?

And when she'd interrogated Miles Edgeworth on the matter he had simply smiled one of his enigmatic smiles and... to be honest, Franziska didn't really remember what he'd said. Just that she hadn't cared for it, didn't want to listen, and that she was furious.

Whatever. They were both out of the house today and that meant Franziska could do whatever she wanted. It was decadent and leisurely, but she had decided to go to the beach; it would be fine as long as her father and brother did not find out, and she was sure they would not, because it would require them to be paying attention. And why would they? They were busy, busy in way Franziska could not be, and she hated that too.

Swimwear. Sunscreen. Hat. Lunch. She had everything she needed.

It would be a long walk, but Franziska was determined.

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[bratziska]

"I'm sure it can't have gone too far," Franziska reassures the other girl. "Did you walk here or drive?" The answer will help them retrace their steps.

She doesn't acknowledge Kay's bench remark, because Franziska is a von Karma and they do not stop for rest.

[swisstroll]

"We drove and parked over there," Kay said, pointing toward the direction Franziska had come from. "I remember getting off the car with my hat, so I probably lost it while walking to the beach." If they finish this investigation quickly, then maybe Franziska can finally rest.

Kay is already considering treating Franziska to an ice-cold drink after this, confident that Franziska will be able to help her - notwithstanding the load she's carrying.

[bratziska]

"Let us begin by heading in that direction, then," Franziska declares, following Kay's gaze. It is fortunate that is not a windy day, thus limiting how far the hat could have travelled.

[swisstroll]

"Right!"

With a plan of action, Kay's face lights up with a smile, and she resolutely begins marching the way where she had pointed. The area was not very crowded, with several vacant parking spaces in the midst of the cars. There were benches and a few trees, and Kay has already begun to peek under the cars and the benches to search for her hat.