THE MOMENT
"What?" Adelaide, the distinguished woman tilted her head at the lawyer. She repeated his words to get some clarification. "I don't quite understand..., why are you confused exactly?"
"Well, it's as I said," Paul replied. "This firm specializes in lawsuits against wish-granting genies, contract-writing devils, and deal-making-," he didn't get to finish his explanation a second time.
"Yes, I heard all that," Adelaide nodded. "I'm confused that you're confused," she giggled. "I'm well aware of what this firm specializes in, that's why I came here," she nodded.
"Is your husband, or are you fae?" Paul asked. Adelaide shook her head with a smirk.
"Does that matter? I'm here to engage the services of a competent lawyer... is there anyone else I can talk to?" she asked. Paul was hoping he was about to get his first solo case. It wouldn't reflect well on him if his first client decided not to be.
"No, no, I'll be glad to help!" he answered quickly. "To that end..., I mean I need to know what I'm working with."
"Of course," Adelaide nodded. "That's what I started to explain before you interrupted with your odd question, I want to divorce my husband," she said.
"And neither one of you is fae, or a devil, or anything along those lines?" he asked.
"Well, he's a cheating bastard; but, we're both human," she nodded.
"Huh, okay," Paul nodded. "It's unusual, but I can-,"
"What is?" Adelaide asked him directly. He was thinking aloud and didn't expect the question.
"Uh, it's just.. well, that's not our specialty here...," he said.
"Are you suddenly incapable if there's no fae involved?" Adelaide asked.
"No no, of course not," he shook his head. Things weren't going great, and it was only his first client.
"I suppose I must make it clear because it seems to be troubling your mind. I'm very wealthy and wish to continue being so after my divorce. I have the resources to hire the best lawyers available, and theoretically, a law firm that specializes in Fae contracts would be the best. Assuming they can remember how to do their job," she said as she met his eyes with a stern glare. "As you've repeatedly pointed out, this firm specializes in Fae; but, that does not mean you cater to them solely, does it?"
"No ma'am," Paul shook his head. He may have been in his late 40s, but in that moment he felt four years old again being reprimanded.
"I assume I wouldn't have been able to make an appointment if that were the case," Adelaide added. "So, can we please talk about this divorce, I have other appointments to get to," she said.
"Yes, of course," Paul nodded. "Let's get started talking about your husband then...," he said as he finally gave her his full attention.