You look around the room. It's somewhere in the vicinity of fifteen feet by fifteen feet. The right wall is covered floor to ceiling with mirrored glass. You wonder if it's one-way glass like in an interrogation room.
The floor on the left side of the room is raised up in a platform with two circular markings each a meter in diameter. Inside the left circle is the letter "A," and inside the right is the letter "B." Circles of the same size are directly above these on the ceiling, glowing with white light.
You ignore this part of the room for now and head to the only other thing inside; A computer station on the far wall that looks more like an ATM than a PC. Logos for Match Your Mate adorn its framing.
The screen reads "Touch Here to Begin." You press your finger to the screen and a disclaimer scrolls up, absolving Match Your Mate of any responsibility should you answer the questions wrong and get the wrong results, blah blah blah. You press "Accept" and proceed to the next screen.
The next text block states "For your safety and satisfaction, security footage will be recorded for the duration of your session. This footage is archival only and is not being monitored live. Customer privacy is assured." You glance over at the wall-sized mirror, still suspicious. You press "Accept" anyway.
Now the questionaire starts. The first thing it asks is your preference for the gender of your mate. You raise an eyebrow at the THREE categories: "Male," "Female," and "Mixed."