[For Matt]

Sally wasn't sure exactly why she'd turned up at the aforementioned meeting place. Sure, she wanted to meet men as much as ever, but she had never stooped to the point of allowing a shirtless man with wings to tell her that he had a match for her. On the other hand, he was a rather handsome bloke, so at least there was that.

She had put on a decent frock with boots and jacket and was waiting in the kitchen with a book in hand, figuring that whoever she was meeting was going to know her by that. And if she happened to be extremely wary about who came in the door, she could always...oh, well, deck the person making dinner with the book.

In the game of love, sometimes people just got hurt.