As you navigate your way through the maze of kennels at the Humane Society, the place you work, your attention is suddenly drawn to a glass-walled room. Inside, two young men play with a small Maltese. Yet, it's not the dog your eyes are trained on, but the man with black hair.

You hear the men giggling and exchanging light banter, one blond and the other black-haired. Then, with a grin, the one with black hair points to you.

"Oh, I want that one."