I hear about Alistair, a modern art dealer.

"I have another good candidate for you," April said.

April and you are now talking daily, and meeting face-to-face at least four times a week. You wonder if any matchmaker has ever worked harder!

"His name is Alistair," she continues. "And he's LA's top art dealer. He does million-dollar, modern-art deals, like all the time, and he's amazing."

"Awesome! When can we meet?"

"Well, unfortunately, he won't meet with you until you get top surgery," April explains. "And NO bottom surgery." she adds.

You puzzle at this strange request.