Love is an equal-opportunity offender, it doesn't discriminate by age, color, religion, or sexual orientation, as it sends its notorious henchman Kupid, to do all his dirty work. Take Marlon Collins. He's a finance manager in Atlanta, Georgia making mid-six figures, who feels like most men, you'll find "The One" once you get your money right. But is that the case? Or does he realize, like so many before him, that with more money only come new and different problems?