Nothing like that. [He chuckles and pecks Dorian's cheek before sitting up to find them each a cigarette. If this is going to be a deeper conversation, it calls for smokes.]

They've a courthouse here. We'll go down and sign an official contract with whatever terms we want on it. They should have a copy of our old one, so we can pull that and make a fresh copy to sign and have certified by the clerks. No declarations or ceremony to it. Just paperwork. [It's probably the most tame part of the entire process.

He hands over a cigarette before laying back down, ashtray on his stomach for ease of access.] Actually, I'll ask Elle for that. She's a lawyer, and she's down there all the time. Won't be a bother to her and we can stay in more.