There's this girl I met in rehab. She's super smart, she's a physics major, has an impeccable sense of aesthetic and fashion. We bonded over chess. Before you say anything, yeah, I know, rehab. But who cares. As soon as I met her I knew I wanted to marry her. She knows I'm bisexual and doesn't seem to care, she seems to like weirdos. She has that Emily Dickinsonian autism. We still keep in touch nowadays. What do?