"Who would want to marry me?" Molly asked Mike Stamford bitterly. "I'm just too different. I love working with corpses, for goodness sake!"
"You just have to find that special someone who will appreciate you," Stamford reassured her.
Later that day, he was introduced to the curly-haired young man who wished to make use of the laboratory. Mike was fascinated by the brilliant man, who explained he worked as the world's only consulting detective. "You could say I'm married to my work," he mused. "After all, who would want to marry me?"
"You're the second person to say that to me today!" Stamford exclaimed in excitement.
He led him to the lab. The rest, as they say, is history.