My story is going to be about meeting the perfect guy when you least expect it. ~ Hillary Duff
One woman who is not planning any kind of love story at all, is fast running from one kind of a man and headed for another. But she ends up with a tale to tell anyway. As she discourses out onto the runway of New York City, N.Y., like a small craft plane hone, there is only one magic man, try to understand, and she surrounded by a whole entire skyscraper of ingenious investment machismo and who take on the form of a man, the film although a romantic comedy seems as a type of precursor for The Wolf Of Wall Street. But before she found him, she felt absolutely bombarded by a series of obstacles who carefully disguised as male friends, albeit perhaps even cousins or family members, it was hard to tell. Slowly though, she learned to discover each type, while also at the same time playing matchmaker and helping put together a man named John with a woman named Margo.
Her Magazine and her friend over lunch. The woman who knows the secret to finding the one ~ As exhibited during the reels of Legally Blonde, and for those of us who were paying full attention to that guide book for psychological human behavior (i.e. see the everyday U.P.S. worker for one). There is however really nothing secret or special about any of this. It is not anything most everyone does not really know and keep held as secret deep, down inside. One good thing. Depression does give some leeway to a pitch meeting at Cosmo, and after all this is what the meaning of heaven really looks like.
“When you don’t have a boyfriend,” and other bad article ideas float right by the head editor, until she finds out there’s a story here and does proceed to join the business. Going undercover to operate as a female date to a lot of stock market investors, her job, the writer must reveal the truth about romance, as the daily ledger. While other women only sleep, sugarplum visions of a Woodward & Burnstein style Pulitzer Prize Award dance before her eyes like a candy cane. Using the known technique to land a position as a stock market investor to get into the company, she pours the traditional glass of water on the cord leading up to the accounting test on the computer. “I’m the best undercover journalist in the entire world,” she whispers to herself. As pride goeth before the fall, and as such accidents do happen. ~ After assuring the woman that her main requirement, to work in an office with a lot of men who wear suits, her job for the undercover investigative magazine article about mathematical romance faces conflict once she falls in love with her star subject.