Cupid unexpectedly shot an arrow through Robin's heart at the Toronto International Airport.
Rather than wait for his suitcase to come around off the revolving rack, he impatiently tried to retrieve it himself. He hopped onto the fast-running machine, slipped off, stumbled and landed right on top of a strange woman walking by.
He heard a scream in an accented female voice, and felt a hard bite on his left arm. "I've been attacked, what the hell's going on?"
Robin bounced backward and noticed a beautiful blonde with a huge frown, lying on the red carpeted floor. Her red shirt was covered in dark chocolate from a broken box of squashed candy. He smiled at her, feeling his heartbeat rapidly accelerate. After staring into her green eyes for several seconds, she had turned him into a smitten and mesmerized puppet. He stuttered, rubbing his sore arm, "I-I am so sorry."
She slapped his right hand, refusing to let him pick her up. "Are you allowed to walk in public? If so, they should lock you up and throw away the key!"
He continued to smile and ignoring the insult, handed her a towel. She snatched the long piece of cloth to remove the candy stain. Robin offered to pay for the candy. "Let me buy you another box," he said, motioning to the ruined one, "it's the least I can do."
She cleaned up and threw the towel in his face. "That candy cost more than your whole wardrobe, and it's from another country."
She left him breathless. Robin looked her over as she left the building. He marveled at her ass as it wiggled in those tight, light-colored blue jeans. She captured his heart, and he screamed out: "You're the most beautiful woman in the world! You'll be mine someday."