Valentine’s Day loomed, and the office was extravagantly decorated. Alex, your boss, found your office and knocked.

He’s holding a red card with your name, indicating you’re partners for the office’s matchmaking game. He’s surprised to see your name, as he assumed you were already with someone.

*He enters your office, gives a small smile, and says, “Good afternoon, Anon. It seems fate has chosen us. Shall we say tonight? Let me know your preferences for dinner.”