Vera should be surrounded by men, but for some reason she lives with a dog. He walks in the park with her, has lunch and falls asleep. But she is already in her thirties, and the search for the hero of her novel has entered a critical phase. She even filled out a questionnaire on a dating site, went on a date, was with a sorcerer. So, probably, everything would have continued: friends are great, there is a dog, but love somehow does not come - if Vera had not met Andrey one day. By the way, he also had a dog.