I saw you at the 5:15, the first time. You came in late, flustered, sweaty, and gorgeous in your yellow shorts. You sat in the corner and I was smitten right away. I was chairing, I asked you to share, and when you opened your mouth I knew I was in love with you and wanted to raise puppies with you. I'm kind of shy, I don't have any moves, and I can never tell if someone's flirting with me. Will you spend the rest of your life with me anyway?