#### History You met [[L. Fritz (Ingenue)]] in The Big City. You were on a phone call, pacing at the park, trying not to be annoyed at the whistling of the birds, and they bumped into you and spilled your margarita espresso latte supreme on your new jacket. It was love at first catastrophe. Your whirlwind romance followed a predictably charming pattern. You showed them your favorite restaurant - a hole in the wall burger joint sandwiched between high rises - and your favorite cocktail bar - a rooftop lounge serving a play on a tequila sunrise with gold leaf and saffron garnish. You walked barefoot on sidewalks of questionable sanitation, and you fed grain to pigeons and watched the joy in their eyes as they took in the world around them. You always did your best to support their successes in design - and when they got that big promotion, you celebrated with champagne and a diamond ring on a private balcony overlooking the honking cars of the metropolis below. You felt like you could touch the stars. So, when they said that they wanted to go home for Christmas, to tell their family the good news, you were of course supportive. Plane tickets were arranged and you dropped them off at the airport. The city wasn't the same without them. After a few hours moping, it occurred to you that there wasn't any reason you couldn't join them - so you, too, hopped a plane and went off to the country. #### Questions What does the CEO have to offer that a small town doesn't have? What's the balance between supporting your romance partner and convincing them to stay with you? Is it better to find love or to be successful in business? #### Opportunities Argue with a Town Hottie. Buy a Third Place. Keep your relationship with [[L. Fritz (Ingenue)]].