I'm going to start writing romance novels. Here's an excerpt from my upcoming book:

Two minutes into the date and Suzy was already nervous. She only truly felt comfortable honking away on her trumpet. She looked at her new suitor. His beard was an unwelcome surprise. She liked her men smooth, and her jazz smoother. "Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to be just like Louis Armstrong."
His face lit up. "No way!" he exclaimed, "I always dreamt of being an astronaut too!"
Suzy nearly vomited.