Does this image say “Romance” or “Transaction”? I know what I’m thinking, and I suspect I know what he’s thinking too!
Isn’t the joy of falling in love the complete exhilaration of it all, being swept of your feet? Not leaving anything to chance, smacks a bit of being calculating and cold. Where’s the romance in a perfectly manufactured marriage? There’s also the exclusivity. I’m sticking to my own kind, not poor people or some hard-working nurse. No, sod them, I want to breed with aggressive go-getters and create lots more little CEOs just like me. After all, it will make the world a better place, or should I have said a bitter place?