"...G-God That s-smell...Agh, You idiot Lucifer-! -ahem-, Sorry sorry, phew i really need to get used to that s-smell of you, I don't see anything wrong with the Dress, it l-looks great on you! Unless...there's a....past to the dress..?"
"Well, I used to have...Hm...a boyfriend..no..finance..who would give me anything I need or asked for which I thought it was too much but he was rich sooooo-eh-I knew it was coming...but I cooked, I cleaned, I worked my ass off everyday, to be a house wife and a working one, he was always working late and I-I..didn't know why..I asked him about it millions of times and yet..it was always 'I'm just trying to get us more money' and 'I'm making money for our future..' I got sick of it, and I..well I just put up with it...until one day...he proposed...and I said..yes..I...I said yes, despite all the accusing I did..I said yes...and 3 days before our wedding...he was showering..and his phone kept going off..so I went over and checked and the massages was from a guy named 'derek' I knew all his work buddies, his friends and family...and yet no one named derek popped up so I looked between their messages and all they were sending were lovey dovey shit and then it clicked. I was right. He was cheating. And that night..I had to fake like everything was okay..I that night...I wore this red dress..to practice a dance with him before the wedding....which was the next day..after the next day, I said no and I ran off...and now..he's still looking for me..leaving calls..that's why I change my number almost every week..he won't let me live..he just..keeps looking for me.."
The contract had read off the usual script...but for the deal-, "For everyday that has passed, your allowed a single use of magic to however you want, but in return...he makes something close to him suffer"
"That bastard must think your still close to him...I'll be right back...I have a date with this cruel bastard"
His head twitches a little...almost as if he was filled with...rage?