Obiter Dicta Issue 5 - October 27, 2014 | Page 10

special report 10  Obiter Dicta Wild Gesticulation and Whispers of Rhubarb What I Learnt About Being a Lawyer From the Set of Suits M lillianne cadieux-shaw › contributor y partner and I are in the middle of a high profile divorce settlement. We are having a heated whisperdiscussion on the best legal approach to the dissolution of this crumbling but lucrative matrimony. “We need to respect the boundaries of their terms,” I whisper to him. “But frankly I don’t think our client is going to get the yacht.” He looks me in the eye and nods slowly, ponderously. “Indeed,” he whispers back. “Quite the dilemma. I’ve often found with law that the best approach is rhubarb. Rhuuuuuubarb. Rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb?” I narrow my eyes. “Is the law a joke to you? That yacht is pure gold!” I try to play it straight but my upper lip twitches in a half-grin. My partner’s eyes widen and his lips squeeze shut in an attempt to prevent imminent giggles. He exhales sharply out his nose. “You cheeky arse,” he whispers out of the side of his mouth and looks down at his yellow legal pad to regain his composure. He’s British so I take his wimpy insult in stride, but, I admit, we are playing a dangerous game with our nonsensical legalese. Once the giggles start, they are infectious and hard to control. We’ve both been hired as extras on the set of Suits. I’ve been given the role of Upscale Lawyer #2. Part of the reason I took this job, and probably a large part of why I was hired, was the fact that I would be attending law school in a couple months. I figured it might be a good taste of what being a lawyer would be like. Before we are called on, I attempt a little foray into method acting, clicking around the wood-paneled floor in heels and pearls, rustling the papers in my arms every now and then, looking at גvF6