While watching a romantic comedy on television, Fleegle says, “Raud, I think you need a girlfriend.”
“Why?”
“Mathematics.”
“You’ll have to explain that for us who are not so mathematically inclined.”
“Well, if you gave me a cookie and you had a girlfriend, she would want to give me a cookie too. Then you would get worried that I might like her more than you, so you would give me another cookie, and then she would worry and give me another and on and on it would go. The mathematics of affection say it would be a boon to my tummy.”
“What if she doesn’t like dogs sleeping on the bed?”
“Don’t be silly. Who wouldn’t like that?”
“Maybe she has allergies, or maybe, god forbid, she’s a cat person.”
He goes back to watching the movie. “Okay, so maybe I should vet any prospects first. They’ll need to fill out a questionnaire. First question: Do you like cats?” He scratches his head. “Or even better: Do you like cats more than dogs?”
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