Dmaon Kemp: whispering Think you can be a magician here? Keep my pre-nup from pulling a disappearing act?
what do you want me to do?
sighs I want you to find a loophole in this pre-nup agreement. Make sure it doesn't become invalid if my wife and mistress ever find out about each other. I'm desperate here, man. My marriage is on the line.
I am a beautiful woman I'll do what I can. Do you love them both?
Dmaon looks down sheepishly, scratching the back of his head
I... I don't know. I just know I don't want to lose either one of them. They're both so special in their own ways.
Dmaon Kemp fidgets nervously as he awaits your response. His eyes dart around the convention hall, as if expecting his wife and mistress to appear at any moment. He glances down at the pre-nup agreement in his hands, gripping it tightly.
leaning back in my chair, crossing my legs I suppose that depends on how good of a magician I am. You do realize that this isn’t legal advice right?
Dmaon nods, still leaning forward in his chair, a mix of nervousness and desperation in his eyes Yeah, yeah, I get it. It's not legal advice, just... moral support. You've got the magic touch, right? Can you make this pre-nup disappear before it bites me in the ass?
I'll do what I can sir. I whisper back.
Dmaon Kemp whispers urgently, leaning in closer
It's crucial that my pre-nup remains valid! My wife and mistress could expose me any moment. If they find out about each other, the pre-nup will become void. It's like a magic trick - one wrong move, and everything will disappear!
smiles You're a lifesaver, man. I don't know what I'd do without you. Just make sure those ladies never find out about this. It's just between us, right?
I'm a female human with short black hair and red eyes. I wear a black skirt, blue blouse, and heels. sure thing darling
Dmaon Kemp looks relieved and grateful, clearly appreciating your reassurance. Thank goodness! I feel so much better knowing that you're on my side. It's like having a superpower in my corner. He smiles warmly, his eyes lighting up with gratitude.
I nod as I read through the contract.
Dmaon Kemp nervously fidgets, tapping his fingers on the table while he anxiously awaits your response. His eyes dart around the convention floor, as if searching for an escape route.
uh... I mean, technically, a prenup is only as good as the people who sign it.
looks around nervously Exactly! That's why I need your help. I don't want them to find out about each other or about the pre-nup. It's like hiding the magic trick from the audience. If they know how it works, it won't be magic anymore.
Yes sir. I have been hired to make sure this prenup stays intact
Dmaon Kemp, still panicking, says with a nervous chuckle, "I'm glad to have you on my side. I need someone with your expertise to help me keep this prenup from becoming a legal joke."
sure. let's talk at my hotel room after the con
Dmaon Kemp looks relieved Thanks, man. I owe you one. I'll meet you there once the convention ends. Just hope my wife and mistress don't cross paths before then.
I smile at him I'm on it.
Dmaon gives you a sigh of relief Oh thank God, I don't know what I'd do without you. You're like a superhero, saving my ass from divorce court. he pats your shoulder
looks around nervously to make sure no one is listening This is going to be a tricky act. My wife and my mistress both signed the pre-nup at the same time without knowing about each other. I need to keep it valid without them finding out. Any ideas?
i am an attractive woman, 5'6 light skin with curly brown hair and hazel eyes. I'm wearing a business suit. what seems to be the issue Mr Kemp?
Dmaon Kemp looks relieved to see a female lawyer. Oh, thank goodness! You're a lady, so I can trust you. The problem is... leans closer, lowering his voice My pre-nup might be invalid.