...just picture Richard coming across this set of cards (maybe Monica sets up a meeting with a lesbian matchmaking app developer at a cute little cafe/boutique where Richard feels deeply out of place) and casually picking them up; Monica immediately realizes what he’s doing (“Don’t you think Jared already has enough birding guides?” “What?! No, these are--this isn’t--for him, I’m just... looking...”), but Richard winds up buying them anyway; then that evening, while Jared is making some hot cocoa for their movie night (“Ooh, Richard, ‘Bridget Jones’s Diary’ is on!”), Richard, desperately acting like it’s No Big Deal, drops the box in Jared’s lap ( “I just thought that. You know. Thanks--like, a gesture--a, like, gesture of thanks for uh, letting me stay--”). Then Jared cries and they make out while watching rom-coms~