"I thought you and Cheddar had something going on?" Gorgonzola inquired.
Gruyere sighed, "The long and short of it is I am single yet again. I admire those sliced cheeses that are prepackaged and separately wrapped. Now, that's the life."
"No, my dear Gruyere, you would never want that - you would be tasteless and isolated. At the very worst destined for a child's grilled cheese sandwich. The thought of it makes me shudder. You are so much more than that."
"I will never find happiness!" she cried.
"There, there, my dear, might I suggest a perfect solution, the two of us, Gruyere and Gorgonzola with hazelnut butter and drizzled in honey."
"Gorgonzola, I think I just might be falling in love ..."
"Come along with me my dear, you will never have to worry about being alone ever again."