I spent a long time watching these pears before finally feeling that I knew them well enough to take their picture.
Okay, here's the way I saw it. The two pears on the left were on a date, as were the two on the right.
They all met in a chance encounter on this particular windowsill.
The two pears in the middle began hitting it off and, before long, were becoming quite intimate.
The reaction of their original dates is stem-obvious.
Yeah, I know, I worry about myself, too, sometimes.