After Wes' partner, Travis, left him in his desk without uttering a word other than that grin on Travis' face, clearly implying that he had done something without Wes around.

Wes looked back at his emails. Emails from that goddamn dating website, DateSalon.com, it was clear that Travis set him up.

But a piqued of curiosity appeared on Wes' head. He started scrolling through his matches without noticing you behind him.