14/02/2010 10:27 pm
It is a mystery to me how you can find fingerprints, but miss an obvious truth. Mr. Justice is probably correct in his theory, and Mr. Gavin was acting icily for he was jealous. I’m really sorry to inform you then when he questioned if you had a date tonight; it was probably to check before asking you out himself. You may have really hurt your boss’ feelings, and the best thing to do would be to confront him about it.
You are completely right that I wasn’t there, however, and you can throw this advice aside if you wish. I would, however, like to tell you about my altogether more successful date with Miles. He picked me up at seven and drove me in his dark sports car to the restaurant. (Although my mind was flooded with memories from that case, I let them pass, to stop them spoiling my Valentine’s dinner.) Miles was lovely, a true gentleman. The dinner was tasteful, and Miles and I had an interesting conversation about German law.
It may seem very boring to you, but please be understanding that we are taking things slowly. I would prefer if you didn’t talk about love and marriage, for we are not at first kiss stage yet. A good relationship may mean becoming good friends first. (something you could teach to that boss of yours.).
15/02/2010 6:31 pm
Wow. WOW. You may be right in saying that the fop has a crush on me. He was just as cold as before, and when I asked him why he was ignoring me he turned away, muttering something about “dating the enemy”. I caught up with him at lunch time, and although he said nothing to me when he sat down, he perked up to his normal self when I told him my date with Apollo was a complete disaster. (I didn’t tell him why, though.) God, what am I doing to do!?
Help me Lana! Ema.
16/02/2010 7:48 pm
First of all give me an immature moment to say “I told you so!” There really is nothing to can do. If you don’t like him that way back, then you can do one of two things: Fein ignorance or sit him down and tell him “no”. If you plan to do the second option, which in the long run should spare his feelings better, make sure you become his friend and gain his trust first. This will mean putting up with everything that annoys you about him.
It’s so nice for me to see you with someone like Mr. Gavin, you always were too focused on your target to even notice men liked you before.
17/02/2010 6:23 pm
Lana, not helping.
Seriously, stop the sappiness. It’s all well and nice claiming I should talk to him about it, but how do I do that without getting fired? He’s my boss, I pretty much have to ignore it, there’s no other option.
Problem is, it’s hard to do. He’s getting more and more obvious.
Anyway, I’m getting fed up with this talk of my boss, let’s change to the oh-so-much-more enjoyable topic of you and Mr Edgeworth. It’s so amazing, isn’t it!? What do you think bought it on? I mean, it’s so nice of him, asking you to dinner, but do you think he already liked you, or invited you out as a friend? I want to know EVERYTHING. Like when did you start to like him? I mean, was it just when he asked you out, or was it before then, when you bumped into him when you realised how you felt? This is far better than any of those romantic novels you used to leave lying around!
18/02/2010 9:11 pm
You told me you didn’t read those!
I thought you’d never ask for any details! I have no clue what bought on Miles’ affection for me, it seemed out of the blue. As for when I started to like Miles, that’s different. I always got on well with him when we worked as prosecutors together, but it was when he was presumed dead I realised I thought of him as maybe a little more than just a friend. Even so, when he returned to office briefly I had no plans of starting anything with him, wanting to keep the relationship strictly working class. (unlike Mr Gavin, it seems.)
Miles and I are meeting up tomorrow at Miles’ favourite teashop tomorrow, he said he’d like to show it to me. He asked how you were doing with your forensics work, and he seemed sorry that it didn’t work out. He asked me to tell you that he hopes you decide to take the test again, because as far as he remembers at sixteen you were better than half the department!
Tell me some of your news next, Lana.
19/02/2010 5:42 pm
Lana, Mr Edgeworth thinks I’m good at science? That is SO cool!
Your relationship with Mr. Edgeworth is very cute. You are both quite serious, and you’re the perfect combination. I’m getting ready for a date with a forensic scientist I work with sometimes. His name is James, and he complimented my lab coat and glasses before inviting me out for coffee to chat. He said he wanted to get to know me better! I hope he and I will get on as well as you and Mr. Edgeworth. I don’t have much time to write, James and I are meeting at six, so I need to head out if I don’t want to be late, but I’ll email you tomorrow with details of my date if you do the same with you date with Edgeworth.
20/02/2010 6:21 pm
Lana, as promised, an account of my date:
I was dressed, as before in my lab coat, but with a clean top and a pleated skirt, while he was wearing a simple shirt-jeans combo. He looked nice. I chose a latte and he a regular coffee, he refused to let me pay, saying he should as he invited me. Gentlemanly, no? It was fantastic, we chatted about work, I confessed that I failed my forensics exam, and he was so nice about it. He promised to coach me if I chose to retry! As it turns out, it took him three attempts to pass his exam, and all that time he was working in a corner shop and hating it. We chatted about hobbies; he likes to paint in his free time (which isn’t much). He asked some questions when I confessed that I didn’t really have any hobbies or talents besides science, and I thought he was unimpressed, but it was alright. He used a teensy bit of flattery when the conversation stopped a bit, but he wasn’t all stupid and flirty like one person I could mention. I don’t know where the time went after that, we just chatted, he’s so nice! He invited me out again next week, and we’re getting on really well.
Now it’s your turn to spill the beans on Edgeworth!
20/02/2010 7:34 pm
I am pleased that you had a date, but what about Mr. Gavin, how will he react to this?
So as requested, I will tell you about my “date” with Miles:
The teashop was lovely, very sophisticated, and very Miles. We talked over a really good cup of tea - I must admit I was surprised at how English it all was - teashops aren’t a big thing in Germany. Miles explained that an English couple run it. It was all very pleasant, and we talked over some cases briefly, before moving on to talking about lots of different topics. Earl grey and sightseeing to name a couple. It was all going very well, like any other meeting, and then as we went to leave he planted a kiss on my cheek. I tried not to blush, but it’s in the Skye bloodline to flush easily, as you know.
24/02/2010 8:43 pm
That fop is driving me completely berserk! Annoyed, I bet, at my successful date with James, he’s piling work onto me like there’s no tomorrow! I BET it’s to stop me being able to go out with James again.
But his plan’s backfiring - me and James are getting on really well because James is so sympathetic to me and the massive pile of paperwork I have. I’m in the office ALL THE TIME! You think as a detective I’d get to LEAVE and DETECT things once in a while! !!!!!!!!
I HATE him!
25/02/2010 7:45 am
So I finally get an email from you and it’s filled with exclamation marks and overused capital letters. Really, Ema, be kind to your keyboard, and, sorry to say this again, but give the poor guy a break! Yes, I admit that if he’s giving you huge amounts of paperwork to distract you that’s wrong; but he could actually have some work that needs doing.
Calm down! Lana.
27/02/2010 8:23 pm
It’s been a week, and the paper work STILL hasn’t calmed down, and I’m SURE it’s just to distract me, because he’s not even on a case right now, and I’m the only detective in the department to be getting so much paperwork - he’s just loading random files and documents on me. I’m just so frustrated!
28/02/2010 6:34 pm
Please can you lay off the moaning? If all your emails are this depressing I’ll stop bothering to read them. If you have nothing interesting to say, say nothing at all.
Miles and I are meeting up this weekend to celebrate his birthday. I have a feeling it may be the night of our first kiss.
I can’t help but be excited - Lana