"Expected, and unnecessary," said Edgeworth tersely as he followed the sound of the music and the singing voice. Not expecting to find a friendly singer, he walked up the stairs as quietly as he could, watching the second floor.

"It seems our hostess has other hobbies besides mesmerizing the townsfolk," he mused, more to himself than to Genesis. Of course, the music could be more than just a hobby.

This house was haunted enough with the presence of a kishin. It didn't need any more silly gimmicks. When they reached the top of the staircase with no issue, Edgeworth gazed out at the front doors from which they had come in case any of their hostess' cohorts decided to chase them down after all.