So, Rusa's like:

I think we as humans have a tendency to have finite expectations of people, as a way to deal with the world. I mean if we're at the bank we don't expect someone to start breakdancing in line, right? These preconceptions, which we might not even be aware we harbor, usually can accomodate most people we deal with. But then maybe a dozen times in our lives, if we're lucky, we meet someone who completely blows those preconceptions away, someone who makes us think and rethink, analyze and reanalyze. These are the people who help us recognize the meaning of our lives.

And I'm, like, hmmm...interesting.