ROCHELLE: My list of requirements for my ideal man is long, but not that specific. Except for a few things: he has to like cats and high fantasy. I’d like him to have a fantasy-hero name. And he really needs to know what he’s doing in the bedroom. So when this handsome, awkward guy spills coffee on me in the apartment elevator, I have no idea that he could be the ideal man i asked for. Once I’m finished being angry, I feel a little sorry for Alaric. As I get to know him, I start to like him. And then I wonder if he could be the answer to my love spell. ALARIC: I’m used to being seen as an outsider. Weird. Computer geek. I blame my name. And then I blame myself. Who else gets to their mid-thirties without ever having been on a successful date, much less finding someone to love? But then I meet Rochelle. Beautiful, kind, and tolerant of my faults. Too bad I could never ever be anyone’s ideal. Not even hers. Or could I?