If I do in fact meet the person who may potentially be "the one", I will refuse to pursue or be pursued unless that one requirement is fulfilled. Even if I have to frequent the laundromat in LA fifteen years from now like a homeless creep, I will.
And, if I do in fact meet the person (who may not potentially be but) who quite actually is "the one", I will forget ever meeting said destined one and re-meet at a laundromat.
I don't know why it has to be a laundromat, but it does. Maybe because I'm crazy about the smell of laundry detergent or because I like finding adventure in otherwise mundane activities. Whatever the reason, I have this sudden feeling that we should all be running to the nearest laundromat.