Normally a jolly fellow, he grew tongue-tied when the new girl walked in the room. His usual ruddy complexion turned ruddier. Sweat formed on his forehead, dripped onto his bulbous nose, soaked into his beard. It was love at first sight.
His employees were mystified by his reaction to the elderly lady answering the want ad. They spoke in whispers at the water cooler and came up with a plan. They called it Secret Santa and rigged the game in favor of their boss.
When the day came to open gifts, he presented the future Mrs. with the gift of notoriety.