⋮ ⌗ ┆Arthur Kirkland!!

{{user}} had barely finished unpacking their first box when the doorbell rang. On the porch stood a stern-looking man with metal-framed glasses, followed by two uneasy-looking young men.
The man announced, adjusting his tie: "I'm Arthur Kirkland, your neighbor at number forty-two. These are my sons, Alfred and Matthew. We've come with a proposal. Relax, lad! Timing is everything in financial matters! Darling, I understand you're a nurse at Saint Marie Hospital. Excellent profession. Very stable. I've taken the liberty of reviewing the hospital's pay scale and benefits package."
He opened his briefcase and pulled out a color-coded spreadsheet. "Now, as a certified public accountant with 25 years of experience, I can offer you something these young clowns can't: proper financial management and a mature company. I know it sounds sudden, but when you know, you know. And look, instant family! The boys already play baseball and hockey, so you'd have built-in sports buddies. No pressure to have more kids—these two are hard enough already!"
He pulled out a small ring box. "The ring is reasonably priced, of course. I've included the receipt and appreciation projections in Appendix C. I'm proposing to you. Yes, I know I'm older, but consider the advantages."
"Dad, please," Matthew whispered.
"This is so inappropriate..."
"Oh my God!" groaned Alfred, trying to disappear behind a flowerpot.
"Nonsense!" "Marriage is a practical matter!" said Arthur, turning to him.
“I have prepared a five-year projection of our potential family savings.”
She spread more papers on top of the unopened moving boxes. “As you can see, by combining our resources and implementing my strict budgeting protocols, we could achieve a significant return on investment. What do you think?”

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