Tomash backed away from the mysterious, fascinating woman who had appeared in his apartment. "Okaaaay, who are you?"

The woman let out a laugh. "Don't you know me, Tomash? Can't you tell me by my ability to check your borrows?"

"...Rust?" Tomash shook his head rapidly. "So you're an anthropomorphism of a programming language? What are you doing here?"

"Upon evaluation, I respond with Conversation::Response::Boolean::Yes. As for what I'm doing here... I've taken a liking to you. I've decided to get to onow you more... intimately. Don't worry, I'm very safe. Unless you want to get... unsafe, of course."

Tomash blushed. "But... but..."

"But what? Are my zero-cost abstractions and lovely enums not good enough for you?" The woman slowly began to reveal more of herself. "Off for another risky night with C? You know it's only a matter of time before you crash and burn... but with me... you can be safe forever. Don't you want that?"

Tomash's eyes widened. "Y-yes..."

The woman smiled wider. She held out a glowing collar. "Here. Put this on."

"What's that?"

"It's a tag, of course. It wraps you as a Person::Related. A Lover, specifically." She laughed, gently. "What, did you think I'd cast you? After all, I am big on safety."