And I am slumped over at a bar in less than a one-horse town (no eligible people at the bar), having an allergic reaction to dust, looking pretty similar to Sloth from Goonies:
And really my only response is “dating is hard in New York”, to which she doesn’t believe me and looks at me the way one looks at a Pinterest bake fail.
Beyond the Office 
I always find that adopting a slightly deeper almost pleading voice than normal, and saying “but you’re my family now….” does the trick.
Sounds like you’re having fun. I think I’d rather be where you are than watching the train wreck of Trumpton arrive in the US.
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