[ 'Li' stands in his spartan kitchen. Surrounded by steaming pots and colorful heaps of groceries, he chops vegetables at uncanny speed. At the counter is an embarrassment of dishes. One would assume he's expecting company. ]

[ Nope. That's just how much the boy eats. ]

Prenups, hm? Practical.

Except a perfect contract doesn't guarantee perfect results.

[ Stew simmers in the big pot as he sautes the onions together with garlic and beef cubes, adding water-chestnuts and baby corn. He tips the contents of the saucepan into the pot, stirring it in with a wooden spoon. Noticing the Network device, he smiles benignly. ]

I hope everyone's having a good week. The previous curses revealed valuable information were really difficult for some people. [ He moves to mix sauces in a small bowl. Stops, as if remembering something. ] Oh -- and Korra? [ A blush spreads across his face. He stammers like a tall boy whose voice has cracked. ] You'll, um, have to tell me what Water Tribe dishes you like. Also, maybe we could sit down and discuss this ... document-thing the City's lawyers drew up? At least before we, um ... [ He blushes again. Returns to stirring the sauce with renewed vigor. ]

[ Such a bold and assertive Groom-to-Be. ]

[ OOC: Cursed. And probably dimly aware he's cursed? He knows he'd have no logical reason to marry except as a cover. The strikeouts in the prenup indicate his thoughts. ]

How is this even an argument? You get almost everything you wanted!

Just sign the damn prenup, Stilinski!

[Or he will bite your throat out. With his teeth.

But you can't have Isaac in the divorce.]

[ Pepper's sitting at her desk, some legal-looking documents strewn in front of her. Eagle eyed viewers might catch a glimpse of a ring on her finger.]

As some of you may know, Tony Stark has returned to the City, albeit with no memories of having been here before. I ask that you all be patient with him as he settles in.

No changes will be taking place at City Solutions just yet. I will continue to be CEO until such a time as Mr. Stark decides whether he would like to take over, though to be honest I doubt that will happen any time soon. He and I have some business of our own to take care of.

Thank you.

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[Scruffy Dr. House face. He looks to the left. Then he looks to the right. Scrolling through the network some. The mouse makes that nose. He smirks and then rubs his chin and mouth. The eyes are doing some squinting with what can be assumed as concentration....or he's trying not to laugh.]

None of you should be married. That's my professional opinion.

[Because that's exactly what anyone wanted to know out of him.]

In the mean time, there's ample literature for seasonal allergies and over the counter meds for cold and flu. Make use of them before you waste money and time. 

Karl, we need to talk. RIGHT NOW.

Why is there a clause in the prenup saying I can't inquire about your business enterprises? What exactly are you doing that's so bad you don't want me to know about it?

What are you up to? I swear, Karl, this had better not be something illegal and stupid.

[Good going, Karl. You made Rapunzel mad.]

[ooc: ahh, prenup curse, I love you so.]

[Lena's holding some paperwork in her lap, with the camera set up to film her. And she's totally forgotten to lock this to the intended party.]

Everything here looks pretty good. I mean, it's really common sense: you get your stuff and I get mine. But, um, Pavel? I did have a couple questions.

Under the "unusual circumstances" clause, it says "In the event of a party transforming into an inanimate object, ownership of assets of both parties, communal and individual, shall revert to the unaffected party, and the unaffected party shall ensure the safety of the affected." Do people really turn into inanimate objects here, or is this like a worst-case scenario thing?

And uhh, [and now she squirms a little,] I didn't know you wanted children. Shouldn't we discuss that a little first?

So, City... It looks like we're getting married. [And Raymond seems about as enthused over it as he does anything else (which is to say not very much).]

Is there actually any kind of protocol for handling prenups in a place like this? It just seems a little impractical to plan ahead when you don't know what's going to happen from one day to the next, much less whether you're even going to be here by this time next week.

[The feed turns on to show Michael's face almost pressed RIGHT UP AGAINST THE SCREEN. He is NOT HAPPY.]

OI! SETSUNA!

SOMEONE EXPLAINED THIS SHITTY PAPER TA ME AND IT SAYS I CAN'T BLOW UP SHIT!

[No Mika. It only says you can't blow up the house.]

WELL I'M PUTTING IN SOMETHIN' THAT SAYS YA CAN'T DO ANY PERVY STUFF TA ME EVER! LET'S SEE HOW YA LIKE THAT WHEN WE'RE MARRIED!

Wasn't the marrying sort before. The tiny chance of ever changing my mind on that matter has been completely obliterated today. Even the thought of having a significant other seems highly unlikely now.

Better to stay forever single and do whatever I please with my assets.

Hey Andy-Baby. I'm at the dress shop and I know you're not allowed to see the dress but you are going to flip.

Also we're supposed to be doing this pre-nup thing this afternoon. As far as I can tell it's pretty much that if you're ever mean to me I get to keep all your stuff. Sound fair to you? I'm so down with it. Meet you at the lawyer placey thing at four?

See you tonight! Kisses!

[Accidental Voice]

I understand this kind of thing is about compromise. But part of compromising is recognizing that some things are too important to fight over.

What I'm saying is-- I won't reconsider on the frozen sperm issue.


[ooc; "marrying" hulkbusted~]

[Garrus idly feeds Spike some crickets, looking as down as ever.]

So many people getting married today. Curse-enforced marriages, but still... [Sigh.]

[He reaches down into the tank to stroke Spike's scaly head with a finger.]

At least I still have you, girl.

"Whereas both parties have been represented by independent counsel of their own choosing..." "The parties agree that neither shall contest the validity or provisions of any will, account, trust agreement, or..." "In the event of separation or divorce..." Wait, really?

[Jack makes an exasperated noise.] Turlough, is this really necessary? Why do we have to sign a contract just to get married?